Old Hat

Call me disruptive, say I break your concentration, Familiar patterns, like the waves that break too fast, What do you do when it's so brand new that it kills you? Came on too strong, couldn't stand it slow, now I know, She can knock me back like a champ. Disembodied ringlets from hair that look like yours, Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending. She barely fits inside my head, but I feel something, Every element but one is in my thrall, Stop traffic as I lie down in your footpath, Like a simile, I paint suggestive pictures, Of me and you. Disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours, Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending. Call me freaky, Call me childish, Call me Ishmael, Just call me back, Call me back, Call me back and I'll follow you around. I forget what my friends look like, And they forget why they like me, But that's old hat, I'm so happy, How do you write about that? How do you write about that? Disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours, Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending. Disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours, Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending.