“Move on” I say
(I hear me say it to myself
just like I'm saying it to someone else)
“Ya, move on,” you say
Cold call and an ‘Auld Lang Syne’
Caught an icy chill on your telephone line
“Well, you fool,” I say
(I say it to myself)
“Just going ’round in circles
feeling sorry for yourself”
With just one word
I should’ve known that I was wrong
To visit, like a voyeur,
This place I don’t belong…
And old voices conjure memories
Like dark and brooding love songs…
“It’s been too long…” I say
(There's that tone of voice again
as if that was now, and this was then)
“Ya, too long,” you say
Why even bother to pretend that when
lovers leave they’re ever really friends?
But a friend I was
A pleasure and a pain
And this junkie’s got you under his skin
Still searching for a vein
But I have no right
To this heartsick valentine
These stillborn words,
This lump in my throat—
Still flesh and still benign…
Still staring at this telephone
Still frozen here in time
Move on, you fool, move on!
But does it mean you have to
disown every memory?
It does it mean you have to
make someone the enemy?
Does it mean that when you move on
you can’t look back and long
for what’s all gone now?
And move on…
Move on
(I say to myself)
Move on
(I say to myself)
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