To Ramona
RamonaCome closerShut softly your watery eyesThe pangs of your sadnessShall pass as your senses will riseThe flowers of the cityThough breathlikeGet deathlike at timesAnd there’s no use in tryin’T’ deal with the dyin’Though I cannot explain that in lines
Your cracked country lipsI still wish to kissAs to be under the strength of your skinYour magnetic movementsStill capture the minutes I’m inBut it grieves my heart, loveTo see you tryin’ to be a part ofA world that just don’t existIt’s all just a dream, babeA vacuum, a scheme, babeThat sucks you into feelin’ like this
I can see that your headHas been twisted and fedBy worthless foam from the mouthI can tell you are tornBetween stayin’ and returnin’On back to the SouthYou’ve been fooled into thinkingThat the finishin’ end is at handYet there’s no one to beat youNo one t’ defeat you’Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad
I’ve heard you say many timesThat you’re better ’n no oneAnd no one is better ’n youIf you really believe thatYou know you gotNothing to win and nothing to loseFrom fixtures and forces and friendsYour sorrow does stemThat hype you and type youMaking you feelThat you must be exactly like them
I’d forever talk to youBut soon my wordsThey would turn into a meaningless ringFor deep in my heartI know there is no help I can bringEverything passesEverything changesJust do what you think you should doAnd someday maybeWho knows, babyI’ll come and be cryin’ to you