Every corner

EVERY CORNER (E A D F# A E, capo 2)

Everyone in the room turning at once. Silent then singing then clapping their hands. Glasses clink, lights sink and fall on your face. You’re the only one not wearing plain brown shoes.

I am waiting for you out on the footpath. Climb through the nearest window.

 

It feels like this might be the end. But I am still stuck in the middle of it.

It feels like this might be a blessing in disguise. The hard part is not letting the disguise destroy you.

I see underneath the mask you put up. The streetlights shine right through you.

I turn every corner thinking I’ll see you. My heart drops just a little.

 

It feels like this might be the end. But I am stuck in the middle.

I turn every corner hoping I will see you.