courtesy of my computer:
...how many moons have you witnessed and how many have you missed...you say you will love me if i have to go...if you visit american city you will find it very pretty...when the earth was still flat and clouds made of fire and mountains stretched up to the sky sometimes higher...she comes in every day wearing her bike shorts and political t-shirt...my world is empty without you babe...and she takes another step, slowly she opens the door...when the night has come and the land is dark and the moon is the only light we see...i'm not the sort of person who falls in and quickly out of love...is it safe to look within and erase all that's been...

it's a life smoothie.