Michael, where are you now?

Michael, where are you now?

Somehow in my excitement, the last time you called

It slipped again to ask your hidden whereabouts

I got a lead from your old triple-ex-girlfriend, she said

"I heard he lost his mind again and again"

I said I didn't know that you ever did

Michael, where are you now?

Michael, where are you now?

Sleeping through the mornings in flannel impaired

And getting high in the Southern air

Shoeless, sandy evenings down the unfamiliar

Last whiff of salt-water freedom

Skipping shells in the dead zone

With the ghost on your side

Of the state borderline, whispering

"Take it, take it, take it, take it

Take it"

Do you remember our first subway ride?

Our first heavy metal haircuts?

Our last swim on the East Coast?

And me with my ridiculous-looking pierced nose?

I remember your warm smile in the sun

The daydreaming boy without a shirt on

The Birmingham barfly father left a mother of three sons

You're the oldest juvenile delinquent bum

My best friend