the year was 1963 the sun was gone, the sun was gone and all that anyone could talk about was how it shone, was how it shone then in 1988 it rose up again one morn the people ran all through the streets shouted: "he is born, he is born!" light's leaking out of your chest i'm unimpressed and out of love "surprise, i'm ruining your life" two red horses run through thick blue glass my grandparents on my dad's side like to tell the story a few times whenever i see them about when i was five or six years old and staying at their place sleeping, i kept moving and pressing myself right up against the wall as close as i could and they kept trying to roll me away and trying to explain that the wall was freezing cold in the middle of winter so i should sleep in the middle not touching it i said "look, i don't want to fall out of bed" i don't understand why they're so obsessed with it my cousin tells me he set his mom's ex-husband's combine on fire because he hit her he doused it in gasoline and then threw a burning kleenex on it he smashed out the windows of his truck too probably the best things to do, really i hated the guy the moment i met him it took everyone else a lot longer to feel the same he tells us this, then we go and smoke cherry oil parked in front of this bathing suit store and i swear to god in the middle of the night two absolutely gorgeous girls show up with keys, unlock the door and head into the store to try on bathing suits
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