I had a girl I knew, She grew, became a woman now

I think that she teaches at

one of the schools downtown

We used to roll the windows down and play the music loud

Smoking out in her car

Lost in west Omaha

And we'd get drunk and kiss, our bodies twist like shoelaces

And we never came untied

I guess you were just my type

You know that summer never stopped, I still pretend I'm there

The band's in the living room

The neighbors, they never cared

So when I sat behind the drumset

Your heartbeat's what I tried to play

But with the kick and snare so careless, not in time

So you got ahead of me

And I guess I'm still dragging behind

I had a friend who changed his name but couldn't change himself

Never quite figured out

How to deal with what life had dealt

He put a needle in his arm to calm his handsome hell

Who would've imagined it

Could've worked out so well?

Now he's a shape that moves like echoes through my empty room

And there's a voice that speaks

Like someone's right behind me

I turned around and found exactly what you would expect

The clothes I left on my floor

The papers piled on my desk

But where the ink is wet, the cause, effects, what's meant by it?

The story that is incomplete

The picture's left unfinished

So I am writing my own ending

I let my pen bleed black or blue

And I will color in the meaning

It will be gold and green and shrewd

And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof

I'll be grateful for this day

I will be grateful for each day to come