Among the weeds

I had a moment of

serenity

I saw you stand

In all the green

Upon the rusting rail

Balancing



You were

The only answer

My plans

Spun all around you

Five years in the wrong, I am assured

My name to you is just another word



And in your bed

In morristown

You had magazines

Thrown around

From under them

The phone it rang

And in the margin there

You wrote the number down



You were

The only answer

My plans

Spun all around you

Five years in the wrong, I am assured

My name to you is just another word

Another Word

Another Word

Oh, the answer

Another Word

The only answer