Concrete Ganesha

I saw someone posted up under the Myrtle viaduct
A concrete ganesha, winking
Knower of beginnings, I've got to wonder
What it is you're seeing that I can't see from here

Cause I busted my guts on the Myrtle viaduct
And those guts are nobody's now
Love lit us Cadillac green
My love is patient with me
Late-twenties-skinny in your sweater

Knower of beginnings, I've got a hunger
For whatever you're seeing that I can't see from here

Cause I lined up my ducks on the Myrtle viaduct
And those ducks are nobody's now
You moved like a sunroom
Bracing for Sunday evening
Auburn curls hanging from a mind made up

Knower of beginnings, I think I know now
What it is you're seeing

Turns out my baby's had enough of the Myrtle viaduct
And the city is knocking it down
My baby is nobody's now