The Drop Off

when the summer's young

and nobody has their prices

no one is no one

and nobody in a crisis

there's no swimming past the drop off

or feeling sorry for yourself

you don't go swimming past the drop off

or else

you're a pistol, you're a gun

and suddenly i have no prices

i'm like a friend of Dylan's (Bob Dylan)

our shovels meeting in some crisis

but there's no swimming past the drop off

yeah, we don't replace ourselves

you don't go swimming past the drop off

or else

the fates are amok and spun, measured and cut and the past is meant to please us

you're a comet from earth in a Kiss Alive shirt saying "Holy fuck it's Jesus"

the surface is green and the dark interweaves in a lonely iridescence

it's terribly deep and the cold is complete and it only lacks a presence and nothing else

when the summer is done

and nobody sympathizes

you're no friend of Dylan's

yeah, you won't see another crisis

there's no swimming past the drop off

or feeling sorry for ourselves

you don't go swimming past the drop off

or else

personal stakes will get raised and get raised til your story gets compelling

if you lacked the sense or were willfully dense is forever in the telling

the surface is green and the dark interweaves in a lonely iridescence

it's terribly deep and the cold is complete and it only lacks your presence and nothing else

nothing else

and no one else.