goodbyes do not feel so good
they are tough on the eyes
they are a well of tears
saying goodbye,
to so many years

are you still with us?
are you still here
with delicate hands
and solid fear

i think you and i know,
you are,
an avalanche waiting to happen
so i think about you
and i think about you some more

think we should stay young
and forget the snowman
after all, we dressed him
and we can forget him

as i get older, when it comes to –
insanity and sanity
it’s much harder to see the seam
and easier,
to find my dreams

to a life lived so strange
so what happened to suburbia
so what happened to my wage

your mind leaves me alone
you do not know my culture
and there you are,
laying out a claim to my future

is tired and it is dirty
but its stupid charm links arms
it takes me to the beach

at we felt was so real
that the feeling said,
do not be scared to feel