I’m sorry I forgot you.

But can you really blame me?

It’s Tuesday again and Tuesday it’s been

Since we went aboard that magic carpet to try and find ourselves.

But that didn’t work, so we burrowed underground to maybe find something

There, and you caught pneumonia in the rain one night.

I want you to know I kept digging.

I kept searching and rigging

my boots so dirt wouldn’t drip in.