under weather

for lp - wishing there was something i could say to make things better, to make things easier, to turn nightmares into what dreams may come.

wishing the other side of the world weren't so far away, weren't so far away, weren't so far away. wishing time weren't so far away, weren't so far away, weren't so far away. weren't so uncontrollable.

wishing there was something i could say to make things like a bass guitar, like a bass guitar, like a bass guitar sneaking up just before the drums. wishing life were like a smokey stage, to make things easier, to make things visible, to make things understandable by the human ear. wishing music flowed through our veins, to make things easier, to make things better, to turn nightmares into symphonies.

wishing maine was open, was open, was closed for a winter, was open for your friends to listen, to listen, to open for the band, to make things like a band, like the music, like the leaves falling along the path. blown by wind just faster than we can run. to run and make things easier. wishing maine were running and listening and turning moons into spotlights on the smokey stage.

wishing there were something i could say on the smokey stage, to make things easier, to make things better.

wishing we never had to watch a friend leave.