Rhythm

Maybe we're suburban kids with backyard swings
Who never grew up during their college scene
So this is what I know,
Why we act so brave to save face,
Because we're breaking, breaking, breaking
Down.
Further and further and further down.

We have to do something about this don't we, darling?

Adults always look like they're living a magnificent life
But like A Sunday Afternoon it's all small dots up close
And we all live moment to moment, dot to dot.
Sometimes we all get to be a study in deconstruction,
Circling around the weight of our own gravity,
Landing between joy and despair,
But at least you land on your feet.

I may be walking in widening circles but at least I'm moving.