Howard Firkin
Wherever you were heading, you’re now here.
You might have meant return, you bought one way.
One thing’s apparent: nothing is made clear.
The more you see the less there is to say.

You don’t belong in any place you’ve been.
I used to think you made my life complete.
The end is always coming, never seen.
A simple twist and start and finish meet.

I used to dream of all the things we’d do.
The road you travelled is the road ahead.
I keep mistaking other girls for you.
You haven’t understood a thing I’ve said.