Unsigned

To learning how to play cards on the curb
To taxi ride naps punctuated with street lights
To intermissions with bread, butter, chai and an omelette
To running with the cat, chasing imaginary strings
To drinking etiquette and seven years of bad sex
To dinners with bachelorette parties and queens of drag
To braids, shaking hands, stray hair and knots
To morning interludes with birds and springy, dew-covered grass
To verbose drivers, moonlit rooftop dinners and 'impoted' iced tea
To time that always seems to be in a hurry to get somewhere
To buses that never come and destinations that are nowhere
To the comfort of endless warm, fuzzy conversations
To not needing to say anything.
To, you.

The evening was long, my guesses were true
You saw me, see you
That something you said, the timing was right
The pleasure was mine

The time and the place, the look on your face
Sincerest of eyes
If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts
There's no time to take

When we started both broken hearted
Not believin', it could begin and end in one evenin'

We were caught by the light
Held on to the day till it became hours
The minutes went by, the cab is outside
There's no time to take.