Ten years I never spoke your name, now it feels good to say that you're my friend again.

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I must have been sleeping
I must have been drinking
I haven't been dreaming about you for years
There was a sharp turn and a sunburn
I was too cool for high school that year

Must have have been new years, no one invited you,
You took things too far but I missed you
And your antics
You were lonesome and
Blue-eyed and so special to us

You should have taken a long break
Instead of a long drop from a high place
Ten years I never spoke your name
Now it feels good to say it
You're my friend again

Said he forgave you, I said I hated you
He was the bigger man, I was sixteen
All the innocence it took for
you to finally make the year book
That year
That year

You could have taken some time away
Instead of a long drop, instead of a leap of faith
Ten years I never spoke your name
Now it feels good to say that you're my friend again
You're my friend again

I was angry
I was a baptist
I was a daughter
I was wrong

make love—with your sandwich

I'm not so sure I want a sammich for dinner anymore . . .

SCORPIO [October 23–November 21] Barbara De Angelis wrote a book that offers to help us learn "how to make love all the time." Maybe I'll read it, but right now I'm more interested in your take on the subject. How would you make love—not have sex, but make love—with your sandwich, with the music you listen to, with a vase of flowers, with the familiar strangers sitting in the café, with everything? Your expertise in this art is now at a peak. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice

Welcome to my iPod.