Well i know that his was not how you had thought for life to go
what with your nest clearing out for NYC, my dropping out of school, and a sisters open marriage, the fornicating word in too many of my songs…
but I brag about you all the time when you laugh, do that llama dance, my back hurts less and I digest better!
So this song goest out to you and all your stupid jokes
I could very well not live without knowing
how many finch feed out your window