Elijah

Elijah has brains and long legs and wears jeans at his hip
 and nary a girl in the world has been missed by his grip
 He's long curly hair, that when wet, goes as far as his chin
 and his knowledge of poets and punks is debatably thin
 The thing I like most about him is what I see on the surface
 Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that's an isthmus
 Oh Elijah!
 Elijah, he lay in psychosis one bright sunny day
 and even in sleep I cannot make myself walk away
 So pretty was he, I said something I couldn't retract
 and so for three years, he spent most of his time in the sack
 Although it's November, I know we won't make it to christmas
 Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that's an isthmus
 Oh Elijah!
 Elijah once told me in private that he'd like a break
 although he revealed through his actions that he was a fake
 And so, then in public I told him that he's too dependent
 and now to this day I maintain that I am unrepentant
 All he can see through the tunnel is none of his business
 Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that's an isthmus
 Oh Elijah!