Silverfish

Everyone is everywhere and i dont know that any one of us could change it. take to sea and expect it to be firm like the land. I'm just frustrated cause i want it both ways. this year ive noticed longing among us for that shared experience. everyones everywhere and i know that once id have stolen, i take for granted. we must know we are the sun kissed sons. i know one way to go- i want us all to live in 1929, i wanna share halls and i want common walls and the lathe and the past. turn them off you said. my logics filled with holes, cause thats the path we chose, but im always waiting for someone to call. we've spread out. we've petrified. i hate to think that we might never talk again, but the fact that we can has left us all red. So here's what i propose. -Together we will say i curse 1973. naive's ok with me. I want us all to live in 1929. I wanna share these halls and common walls. and the lathe and the past. I wanna be the last to say "pick up the god damn phone", but i know you wont.