All we are, all we are, all we are, all we are...
You stood there, and said your vows...

How I miss the way you talked
The way you smiled and the way you walked...

Another year, another day, another reason not to...
Your photograph on my table, I stare at it for...

In a straight line down the center of all things...
Not a tombstone without a head...

And the platoon rises to fall against
The heavy current of bullets whizzing towards the...

I skipped and hopped along a path
With pictures and paintings and photographs...

My left hand is never clean
and my right hand is limp...

Been told, stop eating that resin
You had the best of it before it evaporated...

I hate the color yellow
It reminds me of you, as if you were covered in...

I live in a sky under a box and I love all the...
You trip acid and drop balls of calamity...