We’re Not Going Anywhere Today

I used to think that anything could happen
A dreamers disillusion realized
Like falling up an escalator’s staircase
We measure every year in photographs

But now the book is harder to remember
With every page I turn, I question how
How can anybody tell me what to write here
When words, like photographs, just can’t be found

We’re not going anywhere today
We’re not having company at all
The laundry’s folded neatly near the alabaster wall
If anyone could find me,
they’d see no one’s home at all

The mirror doesn’t change our soft reflection
And how the lines are playing tricks on me
To years spent in the quiet
of the house we used to make
The answer to my question can’t un-say
That we’re not going anywhere today