Call It A Comeback

They say it's all in the wrist
You give more than you take
Those hours borrowed from sick days
Have been taken away
You've been at it for too long
Worn out car and tape by Judas Priest
It's hard to find a sense of meaning
Waiting here in your parking space

You're no single story
A great expanse of open space
They will call it a comeback
Redraw lines with a sense of place

Posted a half dozen poses
With all your longings and hates
The days stretched into weeks and
No one's buying the claims
You've been at this for too long
Re-read the stories that make
Us feel alive and aware of
Feel one in the same

We will call it a comeback