Weak and Half-Asleep

we like to pretend the other doesn't feel the same, as a pastime to feel sorry for ourselves

i've been busy
trying to get clean and pure, again
you've been busy trying to forget that friend
(you've been busy 
trying to get clean and pure, again
i've been busy
trying to forget that friend)

well no one has understood what i've been half-endeavoring to say 
for the last several years through baited breath

when we finally,
finally meet again

my sigh of relief so paramount will move mountains
travel decades
absolve lies
and dissolve grief

but until then

you're tired of trying but go on feeling rather empty and bleak
i'm tired and dreaming, and mumbling something rather meek