East Boy

I was waiting for a breeze
I was waiting for a thunder
The past was more and more less and less
than I’d remembered

I know I’m covered in a kind of dust I can’t see
I know there’s some people that never get clean

I was building a fort inside the city lines
I was thinking how much I loved the fort every night

I know I look like I’m the same guy
I know I shrug talk move like I did the last time

I disappeared from somewhere
I fell asleep I woke up here
I went away I came back down here
I drove east and I liked it there