Howard Firkin
Wherever you were heading, you’re now here.
I used to think you made my life complete.
One thing’s apparent: nothing is made clear.
A simple twist and start and finish meet.

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

You don’t belong in any place you’ve been.
You might have meant return, you bought one way.
The end is always coming, never seen.
The more you see the less there is to say.