Bricks And Mortar

A building, old posters and showtimes,
A marquee, a landmark with broken lights.
You’re only bricks and mortar—
Seats and a movie screen.

So why do I feel like I’m letting you down?
I tried, but i just couldn’t turn things around
I swear that I can feel your heart breaking—
Or is it mine?

My first job, first date kids just holding hands
You saw the birth of my daughters, the death of my closest friend
You’re only bricks and mortar—
Popcorn memories

The whole dam thing is falling apart
The final scene, an actor playing a part
I swear that I can feel your heart breaking—
Or, it could be mine

No hero, no white horse, a slapstick comedy
I’m a walk-on extra, in a B movie —
And you’re only bricks and mortar
Roll credits please

And I swear that I can feel your heart breaking

I tried, I tried to turn things around
But in *The End* the curtain will come down
I swear that I can feel your heart breaking—
No, it’s mine—

©Eric Saitz

A song I wrote about loss. It can represent anything, and you're welcome to fill in the blank, as it's truly about the emotion. The lyrics on this one are secondary.