See my life in the sticks
See notes I wrote in reverse
Thirteen years to the day
See my frozen friend
Time-frozen
Tied to his illness
See his friends and his kin
How can I justify the melting
A Christian camp in the sticks
Lying about drugs and my suffering
But suffering the dubious claim
See my friend break down
Grown men
See grown men, they cry out
How can I skirt around my reasoning
I remember when I gave up the ghost
And the brick and the mortar
And then hopelessly I unveiled this
Head-strong
It's strong as ever
Infidelity
The worship of reality
While my tall friend lay in the sticks
And he said God had come to him
Said God had surrounded him
Had captured him
Had seized him
In a crowded jail cell
Whoa
And he flew into space
He flew into space
His mind was blown into space
Frozen and of the space
Frozen and of the space
Calling people
I'm writing down names
I'm trying to track the guy down
While he waits in his own paradise
While he waits in mysterious paradise
While he waits in chaotic paradise
While he waits in apparent paradise