You are a summer afternoon,
Protest flyers,
And leaving too soon.
Away from me,
I forget, that memory.
A reminder to forget.
You’re a smoky kiss,
Your adorable,
And what I wish I didn’t miss.
Away from me,
I forget, that memory.
A reminder to forget.
You are one song played on the guitar,
All night TV,
And loud Oi! in the car.
Away from me,
I forget, that memory.
A reminder to forget.
You’re a tip for the stoner at Waffle House,
Brick streets,
And hiding in a locked house.
Away from me,
I forget, that memory.
A reminder to forget.