Loveland Frogman (Sonnet 73) Lyrics

I won't miss another

One of your calls ever again

Do the neighbors see me leaving

And coming back around 2 am?

I know you want me here

But I cannot stay

I get off work at 7

So all you have to do is wait

Bridges over rivers

And storefronts that don't turn out their lights

We used to go to Waffle House

When we were hungry in the middle the night

I know it seemed

Like my resolve to leave was strong

But in the end I always glad

That you decided to bring me along

It's little things

That help me belong

Like keeping me up to date

On what's going on

Sonnet 73 it's getting to be that time of year

When I realize the cold

And all I ever want is something warm

And someone's body fever I can hold

Loveland Frogman said

90% of life is fucking up

Now going to college

Off in Boston and won't see any of us

And I don't give

Anybody any time at all

But I care for you so much

that all you have to do is call

Force of nature

Or force of hand

Either way

I understand

Sunsets from

The back of your car

Or the time I taught you

To finger pick guitar

Sonnet 73 it's getting to be that time of year

when I realize the cold

And all I ever want is something warm

And someone's body fever I can hold

We're monads in denial

Am I still my inner child?

Or have I gotten older?

I freaked out in the theatre

But you always always seem to

Put your head on my shoulder