Tears mar of my eyes mirror meted proof
At kiss on cue on rear unbuckled seat
I coughed to come off calm I posed aloof
The jealousy sincere I didnt bleat
I pondered look to passersby on street
Id weigh up spare tyre story full of holes
Id pass the gamest pal youd want to meet
I drove to boy of late eyes dark as coals
I was alert to dreamers grandiose goals
I wanted pain of gain it made me mad
To scrutinise the flux of social souls
To future selves our present selves just fad
Id park the car at kerb a little late
I looked their limo driver while wed wait
Chorus late overdue tardy
