Well she's going real fast
so everything reminds her
of the way things are in dreams
too much information
too much speed
she's going to crash

and she's flying so fast
so everything can be real
with consequence and beauty
in thick red syrups
that resemble the grenadine
they make the sun rise with

she wants to crash
she wants to burn
and in her veins it started...

her mind is in a place
where her body is dead
she's going too fast
she's going to crash

high on something other than life
she's so high that everything
looks the way things used to be

she's going so fast
that they're only reminders
of the ones she loves
the things she knows

but these angels don't love
these cherubs don't sing her songs
she's going real fast
so it seems like forever
is trapped in a day

she's going fast enough to die

7/1/02