After all this time, and that’s all you can say?
Guess it was always going to end this way.
Just wish I could say it was okay.
All this time, trying my best
But I should’ve known it’d never impress
Your royal stuck-up Highness.
All this time and it’s like a waste
So many happy memories with a bitter aftertaste.
Seal them and bury them six-foot in a lead case.
So long, hoping against all
Watching as the dream tower falls
And the mighty men roar.
All this time – what did I do wrong?
What did I, to deserve a heartbreak song?
But it’s okay, because I’m still marching on.
photo by William Wooton