Goldfish

Don’t you wait
For a man
Like you wait
For a bus
Expecting it will never come
You get on the wrong one
You getting really kind of blasé
Coming home any old way
Can you find
A piece of mind
That you used
To have to hide?
Break the rules of being alone
Not everything is a poem
You getting really kinda lazy
And talking any old way
Who are you now?
What have you done
With my old friend?
I lost you
Who are you now?
Where have you gone
My old friend?
I miss you
All the gold in this sunken ship
Will be a haven for fish
Who are you now?
What have you done
With my old friend?
I lost you
Who are you now?
Where have you gone
My old friend?
I miss you