I had girl I knew she grew became a woman 

now I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown, 

we used to roll the windows down

and play the music loud 

smoking out in her car 

Lost in west Omaha,

and wed get drunk and kiss 

our bodies twist like shoe laces. 

And we never came untied;

I guess you were just my type. 

You know that summer never stopped. 

I still pretend Im there. 

Bands in the living room, 

neighbors aint never cared. 

So when I sat behind the drum set. 

Your heartbeats what I tried to play. 

With kick and snares so careless not in time. 

So you got ahead of me. 

And I guess Im still dragging behind. 



I had a friend who changed his name 

but couldnt change himself.

Never quite figured out 

how to do with what life had dealt.

He put a needle in his arm 

to calm his handsome hell.

who would have imagined it? 

Couldve worked out so well. 

Now he's a shape that moves

like echoes through my empty room.

And theres a voice that speaks

like someones right behind me.

I turned around and found 

exactly what you would expect. 

Clothes I left on my floor. 

The papers piled on my desk.

But where the ink is 

where the cause effect whats meant by it 

the story is incomplete. 

The pictures left unfinished. 

So I am writing my own ending. 

Ill let my pen bleed black or blue. 

And I will color in the meaning. 

It will be gold and green and true. 

And Ill learn to love my new discovered proof.

Ill be grateful for this day. 

I will be grateful for each day to come.