Lyrics
Kept Plans
As every pawnshop lifts its top down repenting Church Street,
every broken token of good intent lays unveiled for all to see.
I was as close to kept plans as I could be.
Over your shoulder the distracting infidelity
in the listless headlights of all heartsick bar TVs.
I was as close to kept plans as I could be.
Into an arcade with quarters made if our server’s still down.
No more bread or milk, but the cupboard’s filled with condiments and sand.
I was as close to kept plans as I could be.
For just a breeze we brush by the sleeve of misty connectedness;
it's a place we vow to meet more than stumbling life lets.
I was as close to kept plans as I could be.
