2034

things could get really bad
things will get really bad, they say
and i believe them. still,
all i can think about today is this vacation
i've been saving up to save up to take.
and i have a good job this year,
could really put something away.

the emerald isle--you know the one.
selfish, maybe, now that we know it can't last.
but maybe i still will.
one last bender before lent.
do what ya wanna. did we?

then again, i walked outside today and
the air was so green
the grass was so thick
emeralds, even, were the banana leaves.
so, i thought, in the end,
whether i cross the ocean or not,
everything will be o-

oh.