The worst of things come to the best of people.
Every night I ate you I felt full of emptiness.
You are what you eat.
Lasting impressions achieved.
When I've been burned.
With sweet grass and rosemary.
Branding that says you were here.
Traffic cop in a desolate field in front of a hospital.
Directing the dead across the valley of death.
I hope I see you there.
When you realize you're original.
Is when you notice nothing fits.