Suitcase Son

so you waited for the spring to begin
packed your bags,
started living on the inside
said it mattered to you where you wound up, but you still
locked yourself up,
started living on the inside

wait...
please, just let the record play

so you recall the stage and the spotlight
but do you remember what brought you in the first place?
oh, how the poets would weep if they could only see
what's become of their kingdom

the world,
it seems to pull you out
for days and days and days
but the time has come for some things to be realized
so, unpack your suitcase, son
it's time for you to stay