It's likely a sketch of my mad nights again,
& I have tried to stare at it, but can't quite see on in,
And so I try to remain in mad love with me, and so I
Call you on your phone, hoping that you don't answer
When I say, "Oh man we are, just so troubled by our brains.
I don't care for it anymore. Oh, it's driving me so insane.
& Why after I've been gone does everyone go and Say...?"
Always, You Say,
Where you've been all these days,
& Where you'll be when you're finally
In the Right Place
Always, you say It's The Right Place