mistaken identity

so much can happen after the first fall
we don't agree to answer for the lie
but only to stand up till one goodbye
and yet we sell our goods from the same stall
as when we first learned how to toss the ball
and win the game by giving one hard try
and taking perfect aim with one good shy
these are the matters for which we must call
yours is the word for which no one could wait
but now we hasten to the port secure
while in the distance other people speak
we have forgotten the true time and date
and think ourselves the last ones wholly pure
and all the time we really are the weak