On the telephone all morning it's been a while since I talked to you your voice's transferred sweet I wish forever I could talk to you
of course I blame that guy Tom I'm sure he talked you into doing it although I'm sorry he's dead when you go to him I kill him again... and again...and again...
keep trying that tapes and records I thought you loved them over anything this conversation's hard for me and stupid but we had to do it
you drove your car into a moving train you held eachother hand for the end they say it went blank now here you are with just a few days left