Thought of Alright

It's a gas station dinner A dog on a leash Tied pink to the table Missing summer's heat Fall chess with a blue shirt We were noise in the courtyard Historical brick sidewalk Covered in leaves Never woke up on time Made it a resolution For next year when I'd be A body influenced By all my surroundings Beautiful and kind Sitting on couches By the fire, fire, fire So much for good luck You carved your name into the wood And ran off with your eyes Glued to the back of mine Embrace the empty Alone and alright with The thought of "alright" Leaving everything hidden Don't speak out of line Let the better speak first Be polite, be the person Too passive, too passive, too passive