SMACKWATER

verse 1: We spoke via some internet messenger
when you told me that you've been shooting up again 
(actually for months now, which explains the absense) 
my friend, I said 
you are going to dig yourself out of this well again 
I know you can do it
you just need to stop 
intellectualizing your pain
don't be afraid to feel it
don't be afraid.

chorus: and he said "you're right"
thank you, he said
he realized that now
he felt lighter now
knowing what he had to do
to get out of this maze of sadness
but his words? temporary clarity.
and I knew this could easily be
the last time me and him were to speak
not counting communication via dreams and spirit
until the next life time rolls around.

verse 2: I hadn't spoken to him in months
not since the winter when 
he tried to make love and I wouldn't put out
and he got pissed and I got pissed that he got pissed
and we lost touch - the end of a friendship
but now this...
out of no where
he comes to me 
with this...

chorus 2: and as he spoke
I had a sudden vision of his funeral in my head
black veils and sobbing and stormy skys- raining
coffin slowly lowered into the earth
and people wondering... what went wrong 
(so out of touch with the death they see before them) 
two tears leaked from the corner of my eyes
travelling down my face 
as I returned to the sight of our conversation

bridge: he then told me he was just like the many greats
joplin and hendrix destined to die at age twenty-eight
a young life- intense but what cost
happiness?

verse 3: and I lost my internet connection while contemplating this
its just as well I suppose
my words are not stronger then his pain (I'm no fool) 
my words are not stronger then his desire to escape 
my words are not stronger then the smack in his veins
what substance will my words provide
when the craving trots down his lane?
nothing

bridge 2: and I can not see you now
only visions of syringes marching
like an army - through my head
black boots black boots

verse 4: You are going to dig yourself out of this well I said 
he's been clean before, he could do it again
or perhaps it is best to make peace with his death
in advance, so should it happend, 
I will still be able to stand on my feet. 
it will not crumble me.

chorus 3: stop 
intellectualizing your pain, I said
don't be afraid to feel it, I said
my friend, don't be afraid to feel. 
and he said thank you
and he said I love you
but still I worry because I know 
his addiction is stronger then love.