"from up here the pacific looks like fire and things to come.
i'm a steel rocket; i am a human bomb.
they say we'll be gods..thunder, divine.
but surely we'll only be history--literal and poignative;..."
|Kind Of A Long Way Down|
"crawled out the window on the fourteenth floor.
said, "i don't know," then didn't say anymore.
she used the window instead of the door.
now I'm alone up on the fourteenth floor...."
|Polar Bear Summer|
"the sun is shining on me, finally. finally.
and you walk so gracefully.
why don't you walk with me?
things are turning green and changing,..."