ohhowmuchwethinkweknow when we know nothing.
we all just do what we have to do.
be a firekeeper, be a guardian of your love, tell the shadows--no, no matter what they say. --bathroom wall scribbling, cafe deux soileis, vancouver, BC. june 26th, 2007.
i picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong and falling down on your knees asking for sympathy and being caught in between all you wish for and all you seen and trying to find anything you can feel that you can believe inmay God's love be with you always may God's love be with youi know i would apologize if i could see your eyes cause when you showed me myself, i became someone else but i was caught in between all you wish for and all you need i picture you fast asleep a nightmare comes you can't keep awakemay God's love be with you always may God's love be with youcause if i find if i find my own way how much will i find if i find if i find my own way how much will i find...oh, i don't know anymore what it's for i'm not even sure if there is anyone who is in the sun will you help me to understand cause i've been caught in between all i wish for and all i need ah, maybe you're not even sure what it's for any more than memay God's love be with you always may God's love be with you always
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one day he asked me, "what do you think happened to them?" "who?" "the people who used to live there." i glanced at him. he was squinting up into the trees. "maybe they found a better house," i said. "no." he rolled away from me. "that's not it." "then what do you think happened?" "i think they just left one day. they got in their car and drove away and never came back." "where'd they go?" he turned toward me, pulled up a sliver of new grass, and said, "maybe they're still on the road."
i don't know what i knew before.