Jim Yoshii Pile-up Distance
When your heart breaks you,
when the lies shine through,
when your father finds you
sleeping in the rain
like you do,
do you let out a last breath?
Do you give it the college try
or do you
just slump
to one side?
When you twist what’s true
and the fingers point at you,
when the bottom drops out on everything you knew
and your youth what do you do?
Do you
intend to help me get back home?
or will you leave me stranded?
I’m on to you.
The strings are shown,
the mirrors fog,
the belt in its groove
will slip out.
When your heart breaks you,
when the lies shine through,
when your father finds you
sleeping in the rain like you do,
do you let out a last breath?
Do you give it the college try
do you
just slump
to one side?
And so you drop out of school
and still you make excuses for the time
and what you find.
Do you intend to help me get back home?
or will you leave me stranded?
I’m on to you.
The strings are shown,
the mirrors fog,
the belt in its groove
will slip out.
Little by little
you’ve drifted towards something you don’t understand
and now you look at him
and remember when
you’d collapse into his arms.
