Farm Trees and Fences

Hazy-eyed

I watch the clouds go by

You haven't met me yet cause I've been staying indoors

Away from all closed minds

And all the people I pretend to like

I've got a best friend to keep my chin up, to keep me floored

And I sit so small on the curb watch my whole world change

And I'm just sipping on some soda pop

And trying to squeeze some flavor out of each face

But their just dry and unlike me

Of all the people here, I've only kissed farm trees and fences

But these little birds don't offer much conversation