Sorry to depress, but I miss you guys
· 29 September 2004 ·
the moon dances with the clouds
the smoke mingles with the crowds
the blurry faces rush by
I just don’t even wonder why
twisting biting confusion
misguided mistrusted dissillusion
I wish these were my friends
I wish these were my friends
Trying to dissolve into the mold
But to the outside i am feeling pulled
the sandy puget sound is calling me
the snowy mountain tops above the sea
the smoky beach fire is where i wish to be
the cozy smiling friends right next to me
I wish these were my friends
I wish these were my friends
these people wont replace
these people wont relate
these people wont take
a wandering mushroom walk
these people wont dance
to rythmic Rivertalk
so i must stop trying to relive you here
i must not wait for a murming in my ear
Auf Weidersehen to you
my dearest friends
gone like the summer
Back with happier ends
Written by Patrick Holahan
Richard and I jogged out to Larabee today. What beautiful fall weather we are having. The sun is hot but there is a feeling in the air that bites your nose and digits. Anyhow, as I was jogging I kept thinking bout’ you and wondering what you were doing at that exact moment. All I’m gonna say is hang in there buddy and just be happy to be alive. By the by, what is your address?
Your pal 4 eva,
Kyle
— Kyle Oct 2, 01:18 AM #
you are special.
— kate Oct 3, 05:19 PM #