drive in

I've been reading the business section
and she still cares about me
all her hair twirls and lollipops
change in hand

i think i'm twisted
i think i'm alive
i think i'm stuck
makes me feel alright

make me happier
dive off the cliff
i'll catch you below
my loving mate

though our ups never see like downs
and my downs are too much to grasp
i hold her gently
as time has passed

writing past midnight
eating the cake
forgetting all about others
who unfurl their own gait

the lost stare
the opening of the doors
quick and hurry, be a godsend
before the door closes

i look in the mirror
i feel the scars
the bone protruding
the pill popping MD

the doctor says cola
the doctor, first mate
capsize the boat
for you both may know

we indigenous people
have taken a plentiful
my back still itches
my soul to waste

i love her in the barren wasteland
speaking in code
to the book on the floor
the one i read to you
the moment behind it all

please don't let me fall...