The Cause

THE CAUSE
Walking to the liquor store to buy a lighter
talking to me, 1969
and things that people glorify are fucked up
free love, free drugs,
Charlie and the Hollywood five
You always said that
the Chelsea was the heart of the gold rush
but you left New York
for bigger and better stuff
How could I ever be enough?
how I could ever, how I could ever
You believe in whatever you want
how could I ever, how I could ever
Could’ve been a poet in a hotel lobby
I’m just sleeping with your college degree
Wouldn’t call you lover cause it’s loaded
I had more to say but you were louder than me
Hopeless wordsmith, I wanted something honest
And you spoke with conviction,
I started singing along
But I was always smaller than the cause
how I could ever, how I could ever
How could I ever be enough
how could I ever, how could I ever
You believe in whatever you want
And I’ll always be jealous,
I’ll always be faithless
And I’ll always be smaller,
I’ll always be smaller than the cause