chorus:
you're drifting
christopher you're drifting
god dammit wake up you're drifting
the car is drifting
oh no no no
flip
and asphalt's in your hip
as polarized bits of despair hit
the demarcations of a sinking visage
we hidden are drifting

charles:
hey god heavenly father can you holler if ya hearin me?
i need your ears for a little bit
i know you’re probably dealing with other thangs
but i just had to take some time to get this off my brain
and let my mind clear a bit

i am uncertain of the voices i hear
don’t know if it’s you or some other forces coming in clear
and yes my mind gets scatter brained when i drift
sometimes my train of thought is sane but there are days when i slip
and doubt everything that i know
sometimes i wonder why i second guess this shit
cause all it does is bring me stress and that’s to no benefit of my own

i know these problems are created on my own
from all the complicated misinterpretations in my dome
i feel you gave-a me-a beautiful-a gift-a to use
but sometimes i feel like it’s not what you want me to do

and in those moments of frustration all i do is get confused
i try to walk the clearer path but it’s like i got no view
i got the sole but no shoes. it makes my notes seem so blue

and that’s the reason why i’m reading out this note-a to you
so hey god, can you hear me cause i really need some aid
cause these thoughts they get stronger like each and everyday

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grant:
i don't know where you are right now
but occasionally i wear one of the dress shirts you left in my dorm room
shirked after pack on pack of kamel reds with a k
the ones our good ole boys smoked in world war a
at least that's what you used say
remember when we both had mohawks
except they were fauxhawks
because dose one had a fauxhawk
well, i do
vicadin, valium, vehemence
gentlemen, genuine denizens
swimming in bourbon, vodka and mescaline
i was your telamon
your columnar skeleton
candle roman
scholarly cherubim
my idol: you were him.

and when
you requested a benjamin
and the key to my prius
solo midnight ride to virginia
to cradle some other collegiate woman
whose father was also dying

of course i said of course
just be safe take care of her
take care of yourself as well
well it was that same parking lot
a year later winter november where
and when your mother told me
you’d been in another accident.

chorus

fin.