Thomas Sanders
Musical Chairs
I remember being smaller than the shelves in the cupboard
So when I wanted to eat Wheaties I’d need help from my mother
She stood taller than almost all other things
Or in other words
The one thing greater than her height was my love for her


But time went on
I grew up
The magic’s gone
Now I’m on my own like a hermit crab I have outgrown my old home
And if I’d only known how much time we had
Would I have payed the fix I owed


Now if I still can’t reach I’ll have to seek another breakfast food to eat
Because I’m on my own
I pray I’m fine alone


I remember pleading silently for safety and ice cream
[...?] a sensation sweeter than ice cream
The future seemed less frightening I knew what my life would be
That was the greatest gift I had gotten from parody [?]

Time went on, I grew up
The magic’s gone
Now I’m on my own
If I pray to god it’s because I’m very low


I know no-one know’s but what I was taught is too much for me to swallow
Now it is up to me to determine my path and what my actions mean
Because I’m on my own I hope, I’m fine alone


I remember being wowed by the great men before me
I remember feeling a sensation I had missed sorely
I remember being thankful for the time you’d afford me
I remember watching passive as my new path was for me
I remember trying desperately but I couldn’t reach you
I remember you’d say „always“ and I couldn’t believe you
I remember begging please I need more than a memory
I remember trashing half of my phone's photo gallery


I moved on we grew apart
The magic’s gone
Now I’m on my own
I was you who nursed my wounds once, now that’s over
I could telephone no foe while hiding my phone from myself while I’m still sober
I wanna hear you say „you watch this is just a rough patch, you’ll be okay“
Even though you're on your own I pray I’m fine alone (I pray I’m fine alone)
I pray I’m fine alone

I remember being younger playing musical chairs and I'd find a safe place
But I’d be forced from there