Better

The little green box
held a little brass watch
it's been a while
since time seemed to matter


tie this around your neck
and never forget

the lull
i always thought they were blue

his eyes are grey
but that's just a hue

when i stop to think
i can't
my fingers slip in and out of hands
i can seem to learn
but i do know how to dance

i stopped making sense to myself a long time ago

sometimes its better

but i can't remember