Weightless Again

We stopped for coffee

In the Redwood forest

Giant dripping leaves

Spoons of powdered cream

I wanted to kiss you

But I wasn't sure how

Like those Indians

Lost in the rainforest

Forced to drag burning wood wherever they went

They all had forgotten how to start a fire

This is why people OD on pills

And jump from the Golden Gate Bridge

Anything to feel weightless again

Those poor lost Indians

When the white man found them

Most died of TB

The rest went insane

In our motel room

You're drinking Slice and gin

Reading Moby Dick

On the other bed

Remember the first time we slept together

You said it felt like when you learned to float

This is why people OD on pills

And jump from the Golden Gate Bridge

Anything to feel weightless again