I can feel that, Stop it
Stop thinking about me so that I can stop thinking about you.

Spare me a dime?
I know this girl
Well, I kind of know her
And she has to make a call
So on her behalf
I'm asking around
For change
Spare me a dime?
Because I know where a payphone is
And she can use it

I was bowling and
I couldn't pick up the spare
And on the drive home
From the alleyways
My tire went flat
Spare me a tire?
It can be a spare

Its just I have to go see this girl I know
Well I kind of know
I don't really know her
But I want her to make the call
If she needs to
Spare me a dime?

I'm asking around
For change

I was seven
Sitting in a sandbox
Playing with words

And a kid would scream
"Tag, you're it"
And I would bleed
Because I was

I was drunk
Delivering my daily diatribe
About symbolism, and feeling, and energy, and

Love

And the cop would pull me over
Because I was driving in two lanes
Talking to a ghost
Who couldn't understand

I told him
"I've been waiting for you,
And I didn't even know it"

Mr authority who I deplore
Was inspired by the poet
He let me go
Just like I did before


And later I thought
How senseless it really was
To be sensible