Medicated - Louden Swain

Pavement can caress

The treads of my distress

Grip onto the cow that

Is my seat and speed the plow

Your words were gentle oh

Reflected in my window I knew

You

Would be the kind of girl

That I could talk to

And you seem like you’re kinda strange

Why can’t you be a little less insane

I may be crazy at least I’m medicated

Later on that day

When the sun began to fade

The Nebraska sky showed

Why it was Nebraska

You said I was intense

I quietly took offense

You laughed but I didn’t think it was funny

And you seem like you’re kinda strange

Why can’t you be a little less insane

I may be crazy at least I’m medicated

I was saving your place

Fear that you’d be replaced

How can I stop myself from

Making the same mistake

Only one thing

As awkward as goodbye

Having to stand up in your seat to let her by…

Never meet again

Never speak again

Maybe in another life, maybe, we could have been--