And I can�t help

���� But wonder if it�s all worthless,

But then I remember that it can be priceless

������������������ Too

As people die

��� While we fly across monkey bars

And get lost in a land of dungeons and dragons

With beautiful guitars

��������� And deceivingly yellow grapefruits.

He has a rockstar haircut,

���������� Jagged and smooth like his life.

And the sun shines on her like it always does,

� And the other rolls tobacco into yellow cloth

����������� And hangs them together

����� (the wrong way, she says).

And I can�t but wonder if anything matters,

���������� Especially in the end.

 

10 February 2004