[Great Alanis Morissette song for Casey]
Dear dar(lin'),
Your mom (my friend) left a message on my machine she was frantic
saying you were talking crazy,
That you wanted to do away with yourself
I guess she thought I'd be a perfect resort because we've had this inexplicable connection since our youth.
And yes they're in shock, they are panicked
You and your chronic, them and their drama
You this embarrassment, us in the middle of this delusion.
If we were our bodies
If we were our futures
If we were our defenses I'd be joining you.
If we were our culture
If we were our leaders
If we were our denials I'd be joining you.
I remember vividly a day years ago:
We were camping, you knew more than you thought you should know,
You said: "I don't want ever to be brainwashed."
And you were mindboggling, you were intense
You were uncomfortable in your own skin, you were thirsty but mostly you were beautiful.
If we were our nametags
If we were our rejections
If we were our outcomes I'd be joining you.
If we were our indignities
If we were our successes
If we were our emotions I'd be joining you.
You and I we're like four year olds -- we want to know why and how come about everything,
We want to reveal ourselves at will and speak our minds.
And never talk small and be intuitive,
And question mightily and find god,
My tortured beacon we need to find like-minded companions.
If we were their condemnations
If we were their projections
If we were our paranoias I'd be joining you.
If we were our incomes
If we were our obsessions
If we were our afflictions I'd be joining you.
We need reflection
We need a really good memory
Feel free to call me a little more often.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Joining You