Howard Firkin
The road you travelled is the road ahead.
You don’t belong in any place you’ve been.
You haven’t understood a thing I’ve said.
The end is always coming, never seen.

I used to think you made my life complete.
I used to dream of all the things we’d do.
A simple twist and start and finish meet.
I keep mistaking other girls for you.

You might have meant return, you bought one way.
Wherever you were heading, you’re now here.
The more you see the less there is to say.
One thing’s apparent: nothing is made clear.