A Poem (For Rydia)
Now, don't you forget me, don't you find somebody else
I'm not throwing this away, just putting it on the shelf
And someday we can talk again
I hope you'll still be my friend
It could be five years from now, it could be only one
It might even be just a week. Who knows? This could be fun
So don't you be sad about it
Just don't forget about it
Blink the embers from your eyes and drink your gasoline
Exhale fire on my neck and cry your kerosene
Smile now, and burn me down
I'm always gonna be around