Another thick red beam(?)
Another black-top town
Another misspelled band burning their own houses down
Another punk rock stream(?) to fill a cemetery dead(?)
Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory grey
Another fake feel(?)
Just scattered proof you see(?)
Another song I wrote (?) God knows no one needs
More misguided

Twelve years ago I'm still on the shore
Jump in and grab the coat in the river
Rushing toward a waterfall
And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat and swim back to land
I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me
In any case please let me know if there's more I can give you
If nothing comes of it just know we are grateful