Our year of lost causes

You said you loved me

I never said it back

You said that you stopped responding when your wife asked you questions

And your son was named Jack

You asked me to stay and wait

We’d go to concerts, you said

But the lake in your city was too small

I needed the ocean

I got tired of crying on every street corner anyways

So I moved on

Next town, next job,

Next hello, another brand new you

Someone else will want to listen to your cause

The city on top of the hill with proud brick schoolhouses and broken windows

Someone else will confuse your longing for honesty

Someone else will wonder if the glimmer in your blue eyes ever turned into real tears

And every day that passes stands like a guardian of time