A rear-view mirror – shimmering discontent
in heated waves still rising from the road
where all our best intentions lay as spent
and cheap as every smile we’ve ever sold…

You want to claim the truth? Take back one lie.
You know what one is yours, consider this –
before you count on nothing maybe try
to get it right when next you reminisce
about a friend who never welcomed you
or one you’d make believe was never true
or one who’s love you’ve chosen to dismiss.

As always, it’s the same five miles of old
dust and dirt we kick up when we meet
– the reasons why just drift around our feet.