open your eyes boy, we made it through the night
2004-06-05 & 4:29 a.m.

you must know how long to stay and when to go

three in the morning, on a highway lit in an all too familiar way, when i used to be in love and everything always seemed to work out. it was a birthday smash, and we couldn't resist the last glance because our hands used to meld and wasn't the world too big then?

i'm still waiting for the details to connect the larger gaps. are there people who fall asleep happy? he said he couldn't take me always leaving; i said i always was there, but that was the distinction that he never understood and i never endorsed.

the trees and sky flew by and i knew it was time to go. i think this is what they call the end of an era.

but we are not snakes, and what's more, we never will be. and if we stay swimming here forever, we will never be free