Couch Song

Your couch sits catty corner by the door

And the breeze blows in

Through the old bay window

And shouts out yesterday's scores

And i haven't washed up yet

But it's got some advice of course

It says just strum these chords

And i'm sure you'll find love my boy

Just strum these chords

And they'll all say they love your voice

And your blanket by the window

Loosely crocheted

By a well meaning mother

Who is yet to discover

She was making

Makeshift drapes

That trap every tempting scent

That stumbles in from

The neighbor's home smoke breaks

And i don't do that yet but

Maybe i will someday

For now i sit on the couch

And the absence adjacent me

Misplaces complacency while

Hope sings like a little bird

I caged up for company

Always reminding me

So unkindly that

Couches need people too

And your rug ornamental

From early days

A grown up purchase that you

Weren't sure was worth it

But perfect to soften a space

For us kids on our knees to

Crawl and feel free to

Fall down on our face

And now my head it hangs

As i count all the carpet stains

While we grow and we change

And the absence adjacent me

Misplaces complacency while

Hope sings like a little bird

I caged up for company

Always reminding me

So unkindly that

Couches need people too

I need people too

And the absence adjacent me

Misplaces complacency while

Hope sings like a little bird

I caged up for company

Always reminding me

So unkindly that

Couches need people too