Here you are now, fresh from your wars. Back from the edge of time. And all that you were, stripped to the bone. I thought you'd want to know. . When you feel the world is crashing.
And your photo stills. In your wallet with your unpaid bills. And you show it like it means something. You could never know the pain it brings. . And then here you are, standing in our drive.
Maybe I should drop you at your door. Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore. Anywhere but here. . It's three o'clock, we're driving in your car. You're screaming out the window at the stars.
She was a Midwestern prom queen. Got her boyfriend headed out west. They ended up in the valley. In a one room apartment, a disconnected phone, yeah. .
Calmly, like a razor. I got us on the door. Or I got a tape of clerks. Someone left the night before. . So I come over later. You're sittin' in that chair.
Allie woke up 8 A.M.. Graduation day. Got into a car. Crashed along the way. . And we arrived late to the wake. Stole the urn while they looked away. And drove to the beach.