(this song is dedicated to every friend in low places)
You can kill a verse, but you can't kill the universe.
You can kill a time, but you can't kill it every way.
You can kill a few seconds, but you can't kill "everydays".
Sometimes people fuck with you
but you have to learn how to play.
Play the game better, a little better and they will say
he lived hard, but he lived well. He had some moments
but they had theirs as well. Time can tell
the better definition of what it all means,
sometimes years away makes it all seem
a little more accessible, a little more streamed
a little more balanced, a little less screamed.
After you're all there's a little more me
in the puddle on the floor and the moth
on the screen. There's a little less rattle,
a little less shake, a little more roll,
a little more to take.
Memoirs in rhyme and verse a little less earthquake.
We had a time to sit down and it was not time to take.
Sometimes is the name of a song no one likes to sing.
If we ever did, I hoped we had a thing.
There was nothing, in talking, that I thought I couldn't bring.
But now I know that there were and there are
and now I know you better.
I know you, your score, and your scar.
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