Courtesy Greetings - Into It. Over It.

Form to find our confrontation in the East Room.

It’s about time I fessed up.

Delay the process while I pick up your tab

And leave the bar anxious and messed up.

It’s about time I come to terms with who I’ve become.

You see, no one talks about the terms until the damage is done.

So, it’s So Long.

I’m sorry.

I owe you so much more.

Resurface, repurpose but slowly close the door.

We’re falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings confirming we’re nice but not kind.

I walk in circles leaving threads instead of carpet.

I walk this path alone.

But, we found a light inside a nice place to hide

And scrubbed our numbers from a pair of telephones.

Returning furniture, I fell beneath a blank stare, a coffee and a cure

To press on and press on and press on and press on and press on to ponder if

you’re there.

We’re falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings confirming we’re nice but not kind.

Falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings.

Just courtesy greetings.

Agree to disagree that our karma is fair, not always right.

For dimensions we saved and decisions we’ve made

It’s just too late to say that our twenties had held on too tight.

Our twenties had held on too tight.

It’s about time I come to terms with who I’ve become.

You see, no one talks about the terms until the damage is done.

We were a common goal, we were a sight to see,

Both treading lightly on the basis of humility.

For everything we’ve done and every common ground,

It’s best to not turn around.

It’s best to not turn around,

Sharing courtesy greetings confirming we’re nice but not kind.

Falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings confirming we’re nice but not kind.

Falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings.

Just courtesy greetings.

So Long

I’m sorry

I owe you so much more

Resurface, repurpose but slowly close the door.

Falling apart but insisting that everything’s fine.

Sharing courtesy greetings confirming we’re nice, but not.