Paper Towel
Jude Lyrics

I'm not immune so I commune
I acknowledge that I am affected by and engage with the objects around me

With the objects in my home
I interact with the items in my immediate environment

I am caressed by my razor
I take comfort in the touch of my razor

And so am not alone
Its presence makes me feel less isolated

I spoon an over-sized pillow
I embrace a large pillow in my arms

I bought for such a use
I purchased it for this specific action

And to the flowers in my garden
I view and treat the plants in my garden in a particular way

I am lover not recluse
I am passionate about nurturing these plants, rather than retreating from the world

If you, my dear, were such a flower
If you had been like one of my beloved plants

You would stay and only grow
You would thrive and mature under my care

And I would tend to you and water, baby
I would nurture and care for you always

And straight up would you go
You would flourish under my attentive care

You would spread and maybe blossom
You would flourish and possibly reach new heights

With each passing summer's day
As time passed and each season progressed

And not the suitors from a hundred hives
No other romantic suitors could distract you from your devotion to me

Could draw your love away
You would remain devoted to me alone

Then as autumn shut the light
As the days began to get shorter in the autumn

Down in advance of winter's bite
As the season started to turn harsher with the onset of winter

According to true lover's creed
In keeping with a belief held by true romantic partners

You would not die but go to seed
You would release seeds and new life as you move on in this cycle

For so it is with paper towels
Similar to paper towels

And other things about my place
And other items in my surroundings

The old begets the new
The new is born out of the old

And the things I need keep up to pace
The resources I require adapt to my changing needs

But you, my dear, you're gone forever
However, you have left and will never return

You left no silly seed behind
You have not left any evidence of new life, unlike other natural cycles

Save a rotten pit it lingers
All that remains is a rotting fruit, symbolizing the stagnation of this love

Cherry tombstone in my mind
My memories of you have become a sort of memorial

You're not a paper towel
You are not something I can replace or discard so easily

You're like the wind goes howling
You are more like a force of nature than a simple household item

You fled as if the autumn grays
You left me as if you were trying to escape the changes of this season

Were the heralds of final days
As if autumn signaled the end of our relationship

Uprooting with your seeds and all
You left completely, taking any opportunity for new life with you

Cruel harvest of love's first fall
Your sudden departure was a harsh outcome of the first flush of love

Can't wrap you around my dowel
I cannot keep a hold on you, control your movements or limit your freedom

Bring her back for me, Little Bo Peep
Now I long for her to return, similar to the famous children's storybook character

I've got to find her; I can't go to sleep
I cannot rest until I try to win you back