Now

Now
tell me the truth

i think your friend Past has been lying to me
and it is clear that Future is a huckster indeed

but you Now
seem different
the honest of your type
not prone to lying
or building the hype

i’m asking you Now
be honest with me
help with my muddle
help me to see

i’ve grown used to leaning
on Past’s sordid tales
the reminders of screw ups
and all of the fails

and I know I am lured
into Future’s productions
the lavish environs
the zero obstructions

so easy to live in a world made of air
where i’m always perfect and there isn’t a care

i wish it was like that
i guess
if i’m honest

I wish it was easy
didn’t
feel like a contest

Now
it’s so hard to tell my own truth
i can’t really hear
i can’t get down to the root

but something about you
and your friend silly Rhyme
there is something about you
and this small little time

it feels like you have something useful to teach me
like i’ve met a real friend
who wants me to be free