Off He Goes

Know a man

His face seemed pulled and tense

Like he`s riding

on a motorbike

on the strongest winds.

So I approached with tact

Suggests that he should relax.

But he`s always moving 

much too fast.

Said he`l see me on the flipside

On this trip he`s

taking for a ride

He`s been taking too much on

There he goes with his perfectly

unkept clothes

There he goes...

He`s yet to come back

But I see his picture

It doesn`t look the same upon the rack.

We go way back

I wonder `bout his inside

It`s like his thoughts are too big

for his size

He`s been taking, where 

I don`t know

Of he goes with his perfectly

unkept hope...

There he goes...

And now I rub my eyes

for he has return

Seems my preconceptions

are what should have been burned.

For he still smiles

And he`s still strong

Nothing`s changed but the

surrounding bullshit that has grown.

And now he`s home and we`re

laughing like we always did

My same old, same old friend...