11.21.2013

methuselah

Pass a message to you and your lover,
Like a dirty bouquet with your wine:
I will tie to my body, some roses;
I will fly 'til I get you alive.

Are you thinking of me now, Methuselah?
I'm a passenger,
I go,
I go,
I go,
I go along.
Have you found a place
That's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down?

When I'm lost with myself, I see lions,
Lying golden on beaches of white.
I see men wet their boats in the weather.
Carry me as I drift in the night.

I don't think of you,
When I'm missing you.

Are you thinking of me now, Methuselah?
I'm a passenger,
I go,
I go,
I go,
I go along.
Have you found a place
That's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down?

I don't think of you when I'm missing you.

Are you thinking of me now, Methuselah?
I'm a passenger,
I go,
I go,
I go,
I go along.
Have you found a place
That's deeper than the corners of your mind...?

Are you thinking of me now, Methuselah?
I'm a passenger,
I go,
I go,
I go,
I go along.
Have you found a place
That's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down?

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