sun sets in an ocean of brown farmland haze power lines draped across roads you could drive on for days well it s all too perfect time to look back at us now endless and empty like kansas our cities of clouds flat on the table like kansas i lay down in sheets suddenly worn threadbare every wall i lean on transforms to sliding doors and thin air well i hope yours is kinder let go of this when you find her bury this hard down underneath your white canvas our houses of cards flat on the table like kansas it s not regret just an unexpected accounting of debts only now called no it s not regret just remembrance is all of how close we had come the war almost won but i sent up our flag and moved on you and i lost to the winter like kansas and all my goodbyes flat on the table like kansas