Curb side seats
with my shadow to my feet.
Hello.
Paths seem to meet
where people greet and speak.
Why do I fight
when our eyes don't meet quite right.
Why do I hide
behind some smile I left behind.
do my colors fade?
is it when the seasons change?
am I just a shadow in the shade?
can't we stay to say…
So where were you going
in some kind of hurry?
Don't you know if ran
you might get there a little faster.
Was time on your side
or were you letting it slip right by.
Your patterns are on display
behind the hand shake that you fake.
do my colors fade?
is it when the seasons change?
am I just a shadow in the shade?
can't we stay to say hello.

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