Kicked Off Bed Island

We were burning gasoline and daylight
Were burning rubber into the night
A quiet smile guarded my right side
With moonlit miles along the turnpike
I did my best to keep it quiet
But I grew so quietly excited
When I found two open arms to hide in
And open lanes for us to drive in

That's how I try to remember you
September through
One of the coldest falls of all
And huddling for warmth with you on a couch for two

So now it's heading South to practice
To a basement bedroom full of knickknacks
To which I know every memory attached -
No, I'm fine, I'm fine, I swear
Just a bit distracted -

But now I recall instead
May's bitter end
And with its heat it brought defeat
Sewn in the creases of your hands

I swear I can still recall
The photos and all the posters on those walls

Though I still have heartstrings to be tugged on
I sleep with empty arms