It's hard to keep track of you

When you're all over the place

Where'd the romance of 

Italian Sauce go?

Secretly I know you'd like to Post

Pack your bags my good ol' friend

We no longer need to travel?

What?

We used to sit on the kitchen floor

Playing with the alphabet magnets,

Calling each other names and

Debating over who was better at

Street Fighter II.

I don't care what you say

When I play as Ryu

You stand no chance.

We used to try our best to study mathematics,

You'd read under the stars

While I chose the district stop lights.

Now you're majoring in philosophy

And I'm on my way to master marketing,

Where did we go right

In this World of mass confusion?

Was it the chemistry explosion
Or the extra credit in History?

We used to stay in touch

But I guess everyone was right,

Things do change.

Water will continue to boil

Even when you're gone.

Last I heard you were in the Peace Corps

Training third world victims

How to read and speak 'properly'

And if you care to know, 

I'm currently Down Under,

Doing what exactly? I'm not entirely sure

But I'm needed here

But I'm wanted here

But I guess I just miss how things were.

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Your side of the bed has been cold

For the past few weeks

But I'm learning how to be a big boy

And not care.

I know you won't be there in the morning

To make me scrambled eggs

Just like you used to

But that's okay

I recently bought a cook book

And can make the best flapjacks

This side of town has ever seen,

Your mother would be proud.

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Red drapes never bring out 
The gold in your eyes

Which is quite a sad thing to see

Because the tears seem to shine

What am I talking about?

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It seems to me that what's in the rage

Is taking up different names

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Come on now you really don't think
I was the one

We have to help Father bring

The refridgerator up the flight of 

Stairs

Otherwise his back is going to go again

And we both know what will happen

I know you don't want the belt

To come out again

But that won't get you to help

Will it?

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For some reason he would never

Sleep on his bed

I could never put my finger on it

But he just prefered to sleep

On the floor with a comforter

Pillow and tiny blanket

For a minute there

I lost myself

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What's shocking to me is how easily

You've out grown yourself

Where did all the dinners in front of the TV

Go?

Why haven't you called?

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