I'm visiting

the ground's a little weathered where I stood

right field in my neighborhood

I was mostly last, always least

dig it



At graduation everyone

will throw their hats into the sun

then they'll drop like flies to the sea

this is not my cup of tea



And valerie

the winter won't be keeping her around

I'm nailing leaves to the ground

but it feels like sand underneath

dig it



She's never letting me forget

I've always been an idiot

and at times like this I agree

this is not my cup of tea



Crash



In a wrinkle of steel we are gone

will my last breath be a yawn

watching them sorting debris

this is not my cup of tea