Apparently

Put it in a bottle and then, chuck it in the ocean
That’s what I think you, apparently
Valuable but disposable
Apparently I think that you are not my style now
Maybe i’ll pick you up again, in a little while
Put it in a box and then we’ll, relegate it to a distant
Thought, that’s what I think of you, apparently
Fate has divined that
I think what’s important now is my sense of pride
Maybe i’ll see you again, on another side of it
I’m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction but I
Thought that I’d sacrifice a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I’ve got a ways
Take it off the wall and then I’ll put it in the attic
That’s what I think you, apparently. Very prized
But not for my consumption or display on
Every single day
Maybe i’ll dust you off, every once in a while
Take it to the backyard and then, dig a hole
To put it in, that’s what I think you, apparently
Out of sight and out of mind, apparently I’m
Much too tired to pick up the pieces
Maybe i’ll dig you up, in a hundred years