My Confusion Corner commuters are cursing the cold away
As December tries to dissemble the length of their working day
And they bite their mitts off to show me transfers, deposit change
And I can't stop finding your face in their faces, all rearrangedAnd angry like you never wereAnd I ease us back into traffic
Dusk comes on and I wonder
Why I'm always remembering you
At civil twilight
For the most part I think about golfing and constantly calculate
all the seconds left in the minutes, and so on, etc
Or recite the names of provinces and Hollywood actors
Oh Ontario, oh, Jennifer Jason LeighThis part of the day bewilders meStreets slow down and ice over
Dusk comes on and I struggle
Stop to stop to stop thinking of you
At civil twilightHey, every other hour I pass that house
Where you told me that you had to go
I wonder if the landlord has fixed the crack
That I stared at instead of staring back at youMy chance to say something
Seemed so brief, but it wasn't
Now I know I had plenty of time
Between the sunset and certified darkness
Dusk comes on and I follow
The exhaust from memory up to the end
At civil twilight
