last night i had the strangest dream
there wasn't difference between pink and blue
everything molded into one gray
nothing that i've ever seen
i left today for something better
i found a river, the one in my dream
carrying glaciers over water
i got in the way, so i wrote this letter
'hi, it's me', i have died but i came back
you can hit me back, with full postage
i will leave for a day or four
come back to my sister's Jack
find me over the sky ,somewhere dry
and if your are promised trust
for the price of silver
ask why.
sold out.
jump to conclusions,
fly to the end
you fell off, hard.
get back on kid.
Dicks get you down,
and clowns all seem to just frown.
know thyself.
for a friend who looks lost to me
You don't deserve to be lonely
But those drugs you got won't make you feel better
Pretty soon you'll find it's the only
Little part of your life you're keeping together
--excerpt from
Elliott Smiths' Twilight
here is not
all is found,
over keyboards and screens,
only hope for salvation is a friend
from the other side, and over top the mountains
it could be flying to the nearest ocean,
but who needs to break down and cry
when your only friend is a piece
of equipment designed to ease the eye
surely we all don't fade away
just move away slowly.
slowly.