I am the color you forgot to bleach
The gospel you will never preach
The lesson you will never teach
Just a grain of sand on your neat beach.

I am the story you will never hear
The novel you will never read
A person you will never meet
And can I even call you mean?

For once and all I end this here
Won't look for you in every sphere
I'll be present, I'll be near
On Friday nights might wipe some tears.