Our Composition Book

Our Composition Book - Wild Nothing

The street light won't stop shining through the window

By the pullout couch where I've been sleeping

I don't know what you've been told but I'm alright

You signed your name a million times in cursive

On the cover of every book you own

Miss me more miss me less I never know

Your parents kept on with the poems you wrote

When you were eight years old in the garage

I did too and when I think of you I'm like a child

The street light won't stop shining through the window

By the pullout couch where I've been sleeping

I don't care if I sleep again it's okay