In Passing

I’m passing the apartment where Michael OD’d

Off of codeine and cocaine probably cut with speed

And I’ve had a few friends who have done too much

I wonder if they knew it then, or thought it was just enough

And I’m sorry that, I never called you back, I was at a party

And you probably would have liked that

Cause we were, always so unfunctional at the function

So smacked at the kickback

It hurts just to lookback

I guess I should have known better

It’s just that you were always such a go getter

So go get him some help

Is what I should have said

Instead I saw the text

The text that read

Michael’s dead

Call me when you get this

And now I’m passing the spot that we used to smoke at

Just so stoned before class, oh how we used to laugh

And do you remember the time, we lit the bottle rocket off in my room

And it flew into your stomach and we laughed into the afternoon

Or what about that time, you crashed your car on the way to school

Trying to pass our math teacher acting oh so cool

Until you ran into the curb

Popping both your tires

He gave you detention for being late and there’s no need to reiterate that

I still stumble I still trip I still fall

Sometimes I forget that you’re even gone at all

But wherever you are nowhere or everywhere

I hope you’re smiling in your Nike slides and sagging till your underwear shows

Show me a sign show me a sign

I wanna know what it’s like

I guess what I’m trying to say what I really want to say

Is that I still see you around town you know you really stuck around in my mind

And that’s it, it must be true

In which case, you know, I’ll still be seeing you

Because I’m passing the liquor store where we got our ID’s taken at

And I’m laughin, I’m laughin, I’m laughin, I’m laughin