1921

it was winter yeah so cold man we worked nites in that unheated warehouse man gettin that grad school money yeah back then lyndsay and i raced my jeep across the ice yeah across those salty black roads yeah
hear me
that [watered-down] sun struggled to climb the horizon man yeah man total gray sky far away mr. far away yeah man ty and lyndsay on our way to the first bar of the day man
530am right after work listen the lady who owned the place cooked breakfast every morning [yeah] the place full of night shifters truckers hospital workers al
coholics we
played that internet jukebox loud man so fucking loud misery and gin and the

ace
of
spades and
the night they drove old dixie down we
sang along and sang along man sweet lyndsay always calm that lyndsay always smiling her
freckle face and blue eyes full of concern for me
while i reeled man
my
wife living with my best friend my world tipped upside down and
oh how i raged and fought whoever would fight me
i laughed and spit blood and
bought lyndsay drink after drink yeah seven a.m. jager bombs fuck yes she hung in there she
matched me drink for drink until the eventual the escape from the blue collar part of town the express to the bougie sector another
bar buncha middle-aged trust funders scratching off gambling tickets we
would switch to cuba libres man
so much fucking rum and lyndsay would pay or i would pay and she would laugh and say
you're gonna make me flunk out of school
don't
leave me here alone i'd reply i'm in a bad way and she would smile and shake her head
and say i won't dude
don't worry
i won't
that fuckin lyndsay so cool she
wouldn't say a word when the coke man showed up at ten a.m. with the first bag of the day no

she was such a friend back then that sweet girl she
was fucking a boy who didn't give a fuck and i
was fucking that straw up my nose and
every day while we drove around drunk i
blasted surrender and i want you to want me and
every time [like this afternoon] that i hear one of those songs coming out of a of neighboring car at a red light i go back to that horrible insane winter
and those painful
free
days.


bless.