Oh, Neglect...

My hair was grey at 26, you didn’t know
It’s not what I chose to show you
It didn’t match my bloodlust at the time

I never arrived too young or too old
Bold, angry, or annoying
But now that I find myself young again
I’ve got too much hope, for what? I don’t know
I’m a fool and I guess I’ve always been a pollyanna?
Living on the frontage road, going half the speed
We laughed ourselves sick harmonizing with the freeway

Oh, neglect
I've worked every second to please you
As if I am possessed
So metered and unswerving
A plasma cutter, a laser beam
And I’m just your technicolor creature
Trapped in this lenticular scene
Yes, I’m your pollyanna, pollyanna, pollyanna!

Living on the frontage road, going half the speed
We laughed ourselves sick harmonizing with the freeway
“Why would I come home, if not to sleep?”
But I swap out a bunch of clothes and leave

Oh neglect
We’ve come so far, you and me
Let’s do it all again
I'm your sorcerer’s apprentice
Your indentured and ever-present
I'm your sorcerer’s apprentice
Your indentured and ever-present
Bankrupted by my own ideas
Oh, neglect