They tell me it has been 15 months since we last corresponded. You're looking well. Well, at least you're still standing. I remember it was 1st & Main, the springtime sun was shining, But you must have had a shadow on your heart. I came to you in clothes of white to spur you into thinking About my state of mind, my physical will be in. My bandages were fresh and clean, they just had been replaced. My blood was in my veins where it belonged. But you know me, I was never one for words. I was more like a gun. My work was quick, impossible to undo. You thought maybe I was a dream, and dreams are brief, so I must go. I love you, Jess OX OX OX O. You know me, I was never one for words. I was more like a gun. My work was quick, impossible to undo. You thought maybe I was a dream, and dreams are brief, so I must go. I love you, Jess OX OX OX O. I love you, Jess OX OX OX OX OX O.