The sign said ‘no parking’
But I misread
So the phrase ‘no parting”
Got stuck in my head

Now it’s true
All things they pass in time
But fruit wont last
Once cut off of the vine

And it’s been awhile since
The planets aligned since
We all related
Or could be in the same room

Time is our problem supplier
Time is our endless divider
Time is the fire unchecked
And we’re its burning wreck

And it’s been a while since
The planets aligned since
We all related
Or could be in the same room

We could’ve tried harder
But gave up instead

Explanation: You don’t see people for a while and when you do, your joy to see them is killed when you realize- they’ve gotten worse. Maybe it’s a drug problem, or maybe they just aren’t as excited about life or whatever, but you get this feeling like if you had just WATCHED them, they never would’ve boiled.