All of these insurmountable tasks

That lay before me

All of the firsts

And the definite lasts

That lay in store for me





There was a time

When all on my mind was love

Now I find

That most of the time

Love's not enough

In itself





Consequently

I've a tendency

To be unhappy, you see

The thoughts in my head

All the words that were said

All the blues and the reds

Get to me





All of these absurdities

That lay before us

All of the doubts

And the certainties

That lay in store for us