Friday, September 24, 2021

Andy Shauf • "Jaywalker" • 2021




All of your friends started wondering why you were choking back tears at an easy goodbye. Everything started feeling urgent today, when you open your mouth you have nothing to say. Jaywalker with your head hung low, you never saw it coming.
 
Moving your lips like you’re wanting to smile, everything that you love always goes out of style. Took a good chance on a triumph or two, hangin’ around town never looked good on you. Jaywalker with your head hung low, you never saw it coming.
 
It’s been a few years, you can barely recall why the things that you said have you feeling so small. Thirty-one years, now you’re up on your feet, staring down and your shoes as you’re crossing the street. Jaywalker with your head hung low, you never saw it coming.
 
Woke up confused in a hospital gown with your arm in a sling and nobody around. Dreamed about Judy, she was driving a car. You were crossing the street, didn’t get very far. Jaywalker with your head hung low, you never saw it coming.

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