I leave this city
Often but only partially
Like a book left open again
Up too early
Eyes wide open
Staring at patterns in the ceiling
Unfamiliar with
Where I am
Somewhere I am on the phone trying to connect
Here to there and back again a voice
That feels so distant
That feels uncertain
It's the time of the year
The season
It reminds me of where I was this time
Last year
I abandoned
A reason to stay here
Then a curtain fell
Right in front of me
Right in front of me
Somewhere I am on the phone
Trying to connect
Here to there and back again
A voice
That feels so distant
That feels uncertain
And we learn to leave
To see
The world more promising
It serves
Perfectly
It proves it's point that love
Is still
Mystery
My eyes are open