Finite

You're gonna catch a cold in the rain

I can't explain

With every movement, every step nearer

It breaks

So I watch you get into your car

This street and the next streets

Not far enough

So I can be safe

And only when I look at you in the rearview

Receding, still bleeding

For perspective

Yet you'll be something much smaller

Can I call it most trivial?

Can I put it down to a lesson learned

Put it down to experience?

Still it took me too long

And it took me not long enough

Now and again I might still pretend it ended as it started

And I'm startled and awake

See the poultry, see the rake

We may shiver and desire shake

You keep taking advantage

See the bruises, see the bandage

I'll manage with the aching, I won't call you

But can I call it most trivial?

Can I put it down to a lesson learned

Put it down to experience?

Still it took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not long

It took me too long

And it took me not, not, not long enough