Someone medicate me sound, an introduction to all that eludes definition

Bring me something definite to chew cud with

I remember this one night, the world was still dead back then

The way it spun to my shins to dance with blankets being chased

In circles. 3000 miles from new home, forty-five miles from old home

Thinking about new life, old friends

Huddling rocks, big world, small life

Everything spins that has a point, and me spinning hysterical

Crying...them laughing...stems in my hair, dancing in the grass

Atop a mountain, the perfect landing for a UFO

The lights blink...oncoming traffic...hysteria

Is my history and my friends don't see what I see:

Solemn faces in the bushes absorbing the story. like

I'm not the first delusional coming to grips losing my friends

And it's killing me graceful. so I apologize to god

For Brendan, Adam and Brandon, and ask god what happens when I die

No answer. sadness strikes me dead in my bellowing state

Remembering some girl I'd never love. so far detached

From the world I can't know and the faces I can't see

One-hundred yards to the left, a burned down house

Where the father killed the wife and kids

And I'm lookin' for him, and he's hiding from me

'cause he doesn't exist in this world;

He's in heaven, he's forgiven. the rest: in limbo like me

Aging, thinking "pill." crying into a pillow called sky

Who keeps me warm when it's freezing in the summer time

And laughing girls are golden, sitting in the fire

Talking about school and how funny I was

Drunk outside clubs, practicing forgetting

And dubbing people over who wouldn't fit on my tape

Well, my thief friend brought a guitar for the trip

And didn't know how to play, but I felt it in my stomach

And sang gibberish and wrote gibberish and was gibberish

Still, less gibberish than being alive July 2nd, 1999

In the gibberish party, Don put out the bonfire...

Something about wardens...something about not camping...

Something about driving down an unlit rock trail on some mountain in some

Nameless Sebago city, and dying some documentary death

Didn't thrill me. I'm staying here, it's the last safe place on earth

And when I first saw the flames at the bottom, and my drunk minor friends

Melting into the rocks, and ticks feasting on my piggy flesh...

These two will try to kill me, these three are dead....

I should be home asleep, not being blamed for someone's stupidity

It's not the road, the space around me ripped

And I was chased by white birds that don't sing

That are always there but I can't touch

I will not die; some passed out life, overdose

Praying to not be eaten by my own mortality

When dogs bark in the country or junkies overdose in amusement parks

I pass through the sunken uncity and bang a payphone

'cause I lost my cellphone and can't remember anyone's number

Not even my own

Oh, you wanna be in my movie? don't move, don't talk

Don't just stand there like all epiphanies are purchased in the old port

From someone who smokes kind nugs

I am not zen; I'm calm like a city killer with poison oak

Waiting patiently by the lake to be saved

By cut-out friends who cut out. save yourself

I am not zen; I'm calm like a city killer with poison oak

Waiting patiently by the lake to be saved

By cut-out friends who cut out. save yourself

Save yourself, save yourself, save yourself, save yourself...