"June, I've longed my whole year to be where we are now"
You can't see this past the lights in the city
With Music rumbling in the background he wiggles his toes
Thinking: “Can wonder get trapped in a cage?”

"Y’ever think we are the movements in some grander wheel?”
"You mean like the pinions in a clock from the second hand view?"
“Yes, and when our beats cross, we act the cardinal (Mutable) rhymes
"That sounds silly, I just, I've never felt this small yet this important"

"Don't your feet get restless all pent up like that?”
"Shucks, you’re fast as Atalanta, you should never hold back"
"Though my heart is a “McClellan” all they’ll laud is an “Earnshaw…”
"When I graduate I’ll earn the sway inside to change it all

"When I graduate I’ll earn the sway inside to change it all
"I don't think the wind will publish me?
No I’m stuck there till then"
"Well, tonight all I see’s a gypsy
Who broke free of her pen"…

"Come on they're playing one I know!"

"Take my hand, and"
"O June, wait!", step and
One and lean and
Shoe’s cast off; one, two, three
Twirl, lip-bit, turn and tease
Yip and yell; one, two, three
And for that eve she spins free in messy wet hair and macrame…
Can you fence life in?
Can you fence life in?
In the front seat, hearts reach to wander that flat land
Moonlit sidewalk, through the wide lot, to the store light in the distance
To a booth where time would cease he sees burns from her war with contradiction
One column where she is, one column where she wants to be

O are we the of movements in some grander wheel
Seeing like the pinions in a clock from the second hand view
And when our beats cross we act the cardinal rhymes?
She said her folks grew old, but never grown, guess she's never known much home

Later among book-staked rows of friends on the bus
They’d picked neighbored bunks to AC hum and silent smirks coquettishly
With everyone asleep he throws a note into her bed
Layin eagerly awake, still as a deer
With a knot In his gut