chapter 142
"out of reach, Gemini"
Out of reach, in the streets
I grew up with you
Except you're a millennial and I'm a Gen Z(ee)
Your small feet
Skipping on the same concrete
I sauntered down
My childhood is your childhood
Although you left this town
Because you could
And you make all of these sounds
Depending on your mood
Singing musical classics
Under the sun of Houston Texas
This little town, maybe you're past it
I get it, the people here are reckless
And I know you'll get this
But growing up in Scotland,
Mundanity consumes you
So I spent my teenage years looking for Boston
After a while it fools you
You will see the clouds as cotton
And you won't look for New England again
It's all forgotten
I don't sleep before ten
I need to dream more
And pick a new country to be from
A new accent now and again
To encounter myself in a song,
The way you do, the way you write
My Gemini
I hate staying inside
All around me I hear frustrated sighs
Like a boredom they're trying to fight
Knots they're trying to tie
It's all too alike
And then there's you:
The one that got away
Telling me sometimes you wish you'd stayed
But you wouldn't be okay
because Scotland — it'll drive you insane.
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