I was drawing in my sketchbook in the desert
I was the best man at the wedding
There’s a cactus and a camel
Who drank wine from the canteen
There’s a version of myself that’s out there drawing in the desert
He’s squinting in the sand, and he’s in insane concentration
And I say hey, ok, I’ve been acting like a dick these past few days
Well I’m not exactly sure how we remember anything at all
The matter it gets printed on is not where it’s recalled
But the patterns they persist, and the lightning flashes over
It really feels impossible to be physical phenomena
Hey, ok, I’ve been acting like a dick these past few days
My father he was altered when the clot that blocked the bloodflow
It knocked down a part of him
A shadow covered over, and we stood like ancient monkeys
At the MRIs, and catscans
And the doctor’s pointed with a pen, and said this part makes us human
And I said wait
Ok, I’ve been acting like a dick these past few days
Well I’m wandering through Wal-Mart on the western side of Joplin
And it’s 4 o’clock in the morning, and I got back to where I started
But I forgot what I came in for
Must not have been important
It might have just been comforting to wander through the store
Saying hey ok, I’ve been acting like a dick these past few days
Well my letter’s getting long now, and I’ve probably been repeating myself
I’ll end with smokey sweetness
Like the scent of the mesquite tree
That’s drifted off the campfire, were we boiled that cowboy coffee
In a pot with empty eggshells that settled to the bottom
And the grounds got drawn down with them
We took needles of saguaro and we porcupined a voodoo doll
In the great southwestern desert
Saying hey ok, I’ve been such a dick these past few days
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