WHEN THE PENNY DROPS

Kinetoscope pictures strung out in a line

Parceled-out images, focused and fine

For all of the mistakes that may have been mine

Know this is not what I meant

The great traitor of my personality

Taking on more than could be good for me

Well, though it’s not much of an apology

Know this is not what I meant

No, this is not what I meant

For more than it’s worth to hold onto this life

You shelter your family, your child, your wife

Forgiveness and fear balance on the same knife

But this is not what you meant

I know this is not what you meant

In the stillness between second hand stops

Breaking into a thousand regrets

When the penny drops

Kinetoscope pictures strung out in a row

In the direction this time has to flow

The flash and the silence and nowhere to go

Know this is not what I meant

If the bridge holds, if this moment won’t stop

There’s no turning around for us now

In the stillness between second hand stops

Breaking into a thousand regrets

When the penny drops