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[Whispered:] Are we ready to go?

"From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some transatlantic giant step the earth and crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe and Asia could not, by force, take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand years. If destruction be our lot, we ourselves must be it's author and finisher. As a nation of free men, we will live forever, or die by suicide." [-Lincoln]

There'll be no more counting the cars on the garden state parkway
Nor waiting for the Fung Wah bus to carry me to who-knows-where
And when I stand tonight, 'neath the lights of the Fenway
Will I not yell like hell for the glory of the Newark Bears?

A band trip dance - what could be the harm, but a six week vacation from the use of my right arm? Just the two hits, I remember nothing more: Alex hitting the switch and me hitting the floor. We're taking this lying down. The one thing I can stand up for is resting supine on the ground. Mr. McDermott, won't you help me to my feet? Because the drumline's going wild in the San Francisco streets.

The long walk home, an hour and a half, quickly turns to three or four with stops at every underpass, but by June 22nd, I have done the math. That's a hundred and five liters I'll consume of Dr. Path. Some girls will tell their secrets to anyone. The word "love" gets thrown around a lot near graduation, so please don't whisper sweet nothings in my ear when the sound of shredding vocal chords is what I want to hear, because we're going to San Francisco and I forget to wear some flowers in my hair.

She's got a secret surname that nobody knows with the most gorgeous hyphen (you wouldn't believe the way it glows) and I'm the only one who gets to see it way up close, so the rest of you can stick it up your nose. Last night, I had the strangest dream that I have ever known - my mother, in a fit of rage, chases me from our home. My mother, the murderer holds me down in the road. She's got the nail clippers at my throat.
Even though things lately may have been real horrorshow, I'm wishing I was back in utero. I'd like to go back to the way that things were before, but apparently, I'm looking at physical therapy. It won't be exactly how it used to be. It ain't hard to see that it's not that way, not that way anymore. Jesus Christ is suffering upon his cross tonight. I just sit outside waiting for frost to bite. "It's always this way," she says on her way out the door. Wait and see. The rest is yet to reveal itself to me.

Fuck you!

You took a heart with so much room for love and filled it with hatred and rage
Until there was nothing left but for it to shrivel up and die
People will tell you that if you don't love your neighbor then you don't love God
But no god of mine would put light in such unrighteous eyes

Now the way we hold each other so tight

Why do you do the things you've done
and how dumb would you have to be
to do them again like I know you're going to?
If you're the poet you say you are and beauty's in everything you see,
then how can love exist in a world run by people like you?
Because when there's suffering, you're there.
From southern trees, you hang them in the air.

Daniel Johnston cover

I had lost my mind.
I lost my head for a while was off my rocker outta line, outta wack.
See I had this tiny crack in my head
That slowly split open and my brain snoozed out,
Lyin' on the sidewalk and I didn't even know it.
I had lost my mind.

My body and me, we don't always get along
He tells me it's alright, I tell him he's all wrong
My body and me, it's only my body and me
But who is gonna be the team leader between us?
My body or me? We gonna see

My body and me, we just don't see eye to eye
He says, "I'm tryna live", I say, "You gotta die", why?

The first thing you see is the light
Then you focus on a man in a mask with a knife
As he cuts you away from everything you thought you knew about life
Now you're in your mother's arms, wrinkled and wet
You'll spend the rest of your life trying to hard to forget
That you met the world naked and screaming
And that's how you'll leave it

Soon you'll be burning orphanages down
Watching ashes scatter all over town
And when the smoke gets too close to the ground
You'll see blue trampling over grey and green over brown

And you'll be cutting ears off of dead men
Pumping shells into the carcass for hours on end
Then you'll swear that we've always been friends