Moving

Moving - Jeffrey/Jack Lewis

It went well

You didn't have to do it all by yourself

Some friends came over and helped

A hand truck a friend with a van

And you're moving out again

Remembering when you first came

It's crazy these streets look the same

They looked different when they were strange

And it's always weird to erase

Every personal trace

From a place you called home for a while

And see all that you own in a pile

A place that had become a friend

To return it to how it had been

To be friends with whomever moves in

And you stick around

After all the boxes are down

The fridge is empty just one ice tray

And you swept and mopped more today

Than the entire time that you stayed

It's a shame you now have to leave

The place is actually nice when it's clean

It wasn't hard mopping the floor

Why didn't you ever do that before

Now the van is down on the corner

And you've done everything that you're gonna

There's some pennies and dust on that shelf

But the landlord can clean it herself

And you're not sure but you're going to claim

The blinds were busted like that when you came

Man so existential in that room

So existential with that broom

Cause the room looks the same

Except there's no life left

And you start thinking about death

When you die will it be the same

No more thoughts decorating your brain

An empty space for the world to reclaim

You're on the verge of thinking something deep

Then you hear the van give the beep

Then you take one last look around to make sure

Then you take one last walk out the door

And you'll never again see the angle

Of the street you saw from that window

You take the key out of your pocket

You close the front door and you lock it

Drop the key back through the slot

Sure hope there's nothing you forgot