Wax Minute - Michael Nesmith, The Second National Band

As you complicate things greatly

Since you came into my life

Old veneers and stately postures

Wax minute within your sigh

And the taxing way of adjusting

To all the thoughts which you reveal

Only incites me to motion

While that’s the crux of your appeal

Just the thought of how

It’s always been concealed

Where’s my heart, love?

As only you can heal

And his humble plans just don’t seem

To inspire me to heights

As they did or as seeing you

Or as touching you might

And the card that I should have sent days ago

Falls short of reaching you

Memories speak kindly now

But what can I do?

Just be thankful

For an insight granted to few

And don’t linger

On what it might have meant to you

The distance which I keep

Has entered into play

Miles which make me say

I won’t be seeing you