Off and on now on off and on I’m
Sleeping with the songs and
Some are getting jealous now
The others aren’t getting along and
One offers another piece of the puzzle that’s
Soggy from the struggle and
There’s a mandolin in there somewhere I’ve got to
Pull it out, before the rain starts to flake,
I’ve got to pull it out.
Make things look nicely when
Looking for an inference and
Live life with your eyes closed and
Try to tell the different. Now my
Mind and memory are projecting in front of
Me like Polaroids in the sky and I
Like to stare at what isn’t there or at
Only the things that of which I am aware
‘cause I’m watching it all
Happen from the back of my head.
Everything’s so alive with the wantingness to die.
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