hey Somebody,

is it Ok if I talk to you
?
you know, dear Somebody, I really need you right now, right this minute
dear Somebody, I wish we could rent a paddleboat and we could paddle on the channel and say that "the town actually (...)" dear Sb I wish we could hang our feet in the water and slide under the bridge in that park that I like
dear Sb I wish you could give me something to eat. when we are very hungry and we eat after a long time
we feel a kind of relief  like after crying a lot
dear Sb I wish you could hold my hand when I cross the street  and I m not sure whether I estimated the car s speed correctly

you know I m lousy at it even when I drive
dear Sb I wish you would play a song for me that I haven t heard before but that I would look up after you leave and play it again and again
dear Sb i wish you would guess where I am

love dirt

 

There's been a lot of upsetting, very upsetting things that I can't allow to happen anymore. I have to be like a soldier and march away. 'Cause I'm very delicate in a lot of ways, and things get to me, and effect me...in a very adverse manner. I don't need that; don't need that. I feel now like minus something, you know, I feel faded; I don't feel like I'm all here. I think it'll come back; I hope it'll come back. There's a lot of color missing, from the way I feel, and my face, and, you know, just everything. There's some kind of zest, or...life, you know, that seems to be faded temporarily, because I've been so drained, emotionally, by a number of things. That has to slowly build back up, and then it has to be kept sustained; it cannot be allowed to be diminished.

(sigh)

are you lonesome tonight does your madness shine bright