Ramona, come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will rise

The flowers of the city
Though breath-like, get death-like sometimes
But there's no use in trying
To deal with the dying
Though I cannot explain that in lines

I still wish to kiss
Your cracked country lips
As to be by the strength of you skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I'm in

But it grieves my heart, love
To see you trying to be a part of
A world that just doesn't exist
It's all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feeling like this

I can tell that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between staying and returning on
Back to the South

You've been fooled into thinking
The finishing end is at hand
Yet there's no one to beat you
No one to defeat you
Accept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

I've heard you say many times
That you're better than no one
And no one is better than you
If you really believe that
You know you have nothing to win and nothing to lose

From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you feel like
You gotta be just like them

I'd forever talk to you
But soon my words
Would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring

Just know that everything passes
And everything changes
Just do what you think that you should do
And who knows, maybe
Someday, baby
I'll come and be crying to you