The upside of down
by Steven Clotzman

Elaine went away, that’s all I’ll say
The rest doesn’t matter much now
And what good it did is lost on the kids
And I can’t explain it no how
The TV, a beer, and nothing new around here
Are all that my conscience allows

But I want to fly to end of this scene
And I want to try to believe in something
I saw in your kitchen a way to be found
While living for the upside of down

Where some speak of fate, I’d hesitate
When discussing who’s right and who’s wrong
Or who understands the things never planned
Like our afternoon chat turned to dawn?
I should be wise to the look in your eyes
Not to mention the dress you have on

But I want to fly to end of this scene
And I want to try to believe in something
I saw in your kitchen a way to be found
While living for the upside of down

I've tried a shade on the window
And I’ve nailed shut the door
But can I do, the light still seeps through
It just makes me long for you more

I’m not sure at what age all the outrage
Slips into solemn regret
One thing is clear it’s just the two of us here
And the things I can’t seem to forget
But it’s best not to dwell on heaven or hell
Or the day when Elaine and I met

And I want to fly to end of this scene
And I want to try to believe in something
I saw in your kitchen a way to be found
Not just living for the upside of down

I’ve tried a shade on the window
And I’ve nailed shut the door
But can I do, the light still seeps through
It just makes me long for you more

And I want to fly to end of this scene
And I want to try to believe in something
I saw in your kitchen a way to be found
While living for the upside of down
I saw in your kitchen a way to be found
While living for the upside of down


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