Dear darlin', 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 mind boggling you were intense You were uncomfortable in your own skin You were thirsty but mostly you were beautiful
If we were our name tags, 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 out 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
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