Waitin’ here for the next time
with a bottle in my hand.
Doin’ it for the exercise —
I forget myself.
And the face that you had,
face that you had
is becomin’ a blur —
but how was I supposed to know that?
Lyrics from “God Made Me” by The Sundays, 1992.
Photo by Rick Stachura. Beaux-Arts Court, Brooklyn Museum. February 29, 2020.