He Wondered How We Know

I Moved Through The Days Like A Severed Head That Finishes A Sentence.

As Soon As I Knew That I Would Be All Right, I Was Sure That I Was Dead And Didn't Know It. I Moved Through The Days Like A Severed Head That Finishes A Sentence. I Waited For The Moment That Would Snap Me Out Of My Seeming Life.

I Thought, My Love Is So Good, Why Isn't It Calling The Same Thing Back.

There’s So Much I Can’t Read Because I Get So Exasperated. Someone Starts Describing The Character Boarding The Plane And Pulling The Seat Back. And I Just Want To Say, Babe, I Have Been Downtown. I Have Been Up In A Plane. Give Me Some Credit.

Wear Your Heart On The Page, And People Will Read To Find Out How You Solved Being Alive.