I hope you're somewhere warm and white Like the flowers in your car You've escaped this labyrinth of suffering Wherever you are
I got a piece of you Tucked away deep inside my mind Memories of your poetry And drinking your cheap wine
Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there" I don't know where "there" is, but I believe it's somewhere And I hope it's beautiful Like you You're beautiful I never really knew you At all
Your green eyes still shine with life In my memory Your smell of grass, vanilla, and smoke Are still alive in me
I found a great perhaps In Blue Citrus and the smoking hole Your end was my beginning With the kiss that I stole
Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there" I don't know where "there" is, but I believe it's somewhere And I hope it's beautiful Like you You're beautiful I never really knew you At all
You were the storm that came and went Like lightning You struck me by surprise with the life I thought You might bring
Someday I'll forget Your boozy breath I can taste still We'll always have Crest, pranks, and Strawberry Hill
Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there" I don't know where "there" is but I believe it's somewhere And I hope it's beautiful Like you You're beautiful And I'm still looking for you Alaska