Country And Continent

A lot of years ago you asked me on a date
I said no - I was too cool for boys
And then

Eating continental chocolates
in the country of my kin

Playing with a fountain
turning it on and off
on and off

I heard you call across the
decades so I walked and walked
and ran and ran towards
where I thought you might be

though it couldn't have been more
obvious what I was celebrating with
my life, you didn't understand

but by then I was sick and tired
and also sick and tired of all the
songs that blame everything on 'you'
'You' are such a small arbitrary part
of everything
just a small measly meaningless country in
a vastness of continental potential