Write a Song About Me

When I left California, I could barely touch my toes No matter how they warn ya, that's just how the story goes Now I'm one quarter short of the payphone out back And I'm trying to find my way on a torn and tattered map She said, "write a song about me" But I'd rather write about the road First time I saw her, she was lying in the grass We both agreed we could forget about the past I had just come from the Embryonic West I thought life was a joke, she thought it was a test Everything was stable But that's when it's most likely to explode I changed my name and overcame my fears But nothing's really conquered if it just disappears For a little while, we were united on one front But we were both acting, doing our own stunts The mountainside was steady But it was getting ready to erode She said, "write a song about me, you can keep me close forever" But now that she's without me, I think I'd rather think about her never Last time I saw her I was covered in the snow She had buried me up to just under my nose I tried to scream, but I couldn't make a sound With all of my body incubated underground She was probably hoping That I would simply decompose Days have turned to frost and weeks have turned to ice I didn't know demons could inhabit paradise I'm trying to get back to the city by the fault But my shoes get stuck on the sidewalks and the salt I'll send her a postcard Written in binary code