Black and white night
Restrained
This old body’s not holding out
Pain
In so many places
The kids at the diner are playing songs from their youth
What is my soundtrack?
Who plays these songs for me?
The damaged
The used
On the cusp
Seasons soon to change
What will the kids play next?
They clean up
End their night
They live for the next day
And this guy looking back at me in the reflection in the window
He doesn’t really see them
He doesn’t really see me back
Just the pain in his head
And in his heart
So many places
So many nights like these
Black and white
And he’s somewhere in the gray