You were in Seattle for a summer jaunt in coding Cracking into new haunts, not deciding if we had it in us not to f** up So we f**ed and up I went in two dimensions Walking seven miles back and singing Modest Mouse alongside Lake Sammamish I was in New Haven for a summer jaunt in lying Breaking into hew hearts, not deciding if I had it in me not to give up So I rode to Rye each friday afternoon To smoke some weed while staring clear across the Sound at daisy's room Don't scream at me I'd like to be The only one who isn't crazy yelling in Manhattan streets At 1:30 Last train's at 1:53 There's vomit on my sperrys and those kids won't stop berating me We were in New Hampshire for a lox and bagel weekend Where the lawyers keep their cabins back behind a wife and children So I drank the beers and wrote upstairs where pieces of a fiction That unfolded in my lap began unfolding out the window Why are you the only one who doesn't want To be at this god damn symposium Can we go run for bars? I'm trying to make sense of what to think of you We'll live in George Washington's quarters Dinner's ready, you look lovely darling