Got a letter today
from a friend who speaks in poetry
she brought up some painful memories
that they told us time would heal so
tell me how I feel
and watch the years evaporate suddenly
we're all too late again
Well i guess i knew
time wouldn't bring any answers
still I thought you might have
come up with something to say
to fill the silences of day
who used to fill shoes
don't ever ask me
what's there to lose there's a lot
and they're making numbers out of names as if
they were somehow the same it's
not a lack, it's just a
life left out in the rain too long
and there's beauty and truth in that
just be careful how
far you go cause there's a point of no return
so let's move
somewhere cheap
and just read for like a year, I'll bring the weed
you bring the beer
and I'll gladly hear you say
that we were just kids
if you'll explain how that makes
any difference