Sage

Welcome back, my green-eyed friend
It’s nice to see you home again
I would’ve had you every time
I could’ve sat around hanging on your every line
Smoky room, you taste like booze
Getting sick in the afternoon

I wouldn’t mind when you climbed in with those sorry eyes
I didn’t mind when you wandered off
But every time I died

I can recall you in present time
Your crooked smile turned up at one side
You were stiff at the lips, but you spoke with your eyes
Burning a hole right through me to the other side
Teaching me how to shift and glide
Even though I learned how to when I was a child
Nothing in this world to put out my desire
With shitbrains for life, I’d hold you there til you caught a ride

I wouldn’t mind when you climbed in with those sorry eyes
I didn’t mind when you wandered off
But every time I died