it was yesterday it happened, i swear, maybe it was all a dream
to create a sense of place, we will often build artificial space
time we spend waiting is time better spent doing or so i’ve been told
objects left behind tell our life story; even if it is fiction
a storm took the tree but the part where two people carved their love still stands
a system setup to generate power is not easily changed
the choices we make today cast a long shadow through all tomorrows
guides designed to help in tricky situations seem to be missing
different structures have different purposes but the same value
a simple coffee and pastry well presented brighten the morning
uptown jack 