are you lonely? the salt in the air, california sun in your hair. i still find pieces of your presence here. hail to your dark skin, blue eyes, lowest lows, shrillest highs. mull this over, hold your glass up, leave your things behind.
i tried my best to guide you. it's a long way home; i've been searching for a long time. all that we fought for, broken up into bits. there's beauty in the breakdown: a single tragic scene. too high to wonder why. “come down now.”
where to go? i feel like talking. you were somehow the rain, a flood in my head; window broke, torn up screens. i can hear the sun. i would be, i should be moved to drink strong whiskey; cram it down my throat. you are no longer all that i need.
where’d you go? hiding the fact you're dead again; i could have been your pillar. nine to five, ticking clock, i shook the hand of time. but you're alive! all the lights on and you are alive. lift the mattress off the floor, tonight the sun shall see its light.
i can smell the ocean, so sublime; it rises with the fall. comes from a place i might be doomed never to find. we live in a beautiful world. when the stars are aligned, all my thoughts are clear. i may seem to feel a touch of love. am i too dumb to refine?
a found poem using only lyrics form the garden state soundtrack