it's_been_three_years
the eye
("...
since
i'm
knocking
on
your
door
...")
a
night
with
the
faint
contrails
of
a
Southern
Comfort
and
Mountain_dew
buzz
swirling
around
my
head
,
answering
a
note
that
sat
neglected
after
phone
company
weirdness
left
me
unable
tio retreive
my
messages
.
re
-opening
a
door
to
places
in
my
mind
and
heart
i
was
almost
ready
close
and
seal
away
because
those
places
have
always
been
just
one
misstep
away
(
which
i
somehow
or
other
either
end
up
taking
on
my
own
or
end
up
being
knocked
into
)
from
being
a
Pandora's
Box
of
bad
outcomes
and
days
spent
swimming
in
a
bottle
of
something
80
proof
or
stronger
that
first
conversation
was
a
crazy
introduction
("...
is
it
feasible
i
wanna
know
now
for
I
to
knock
some
more
?")
040709
...
daxle
a
lot
can
change
in
3
years
040709
...
birdmad
i've
been
more
than
a
little
bit
aware
of
that
fact
,
sometimes
painfully
so
at
least
one
thing
hasn't
changed
(
well
at
least
not
from
my
perspective
-
i
said
it
,
i
mean
it
every
bit
as
much
now
as
i
ever
did
)
040709
...
bird
"en flammes d'en dedans
pour
toujours
et
un
jour"
plus
ç
a
change
, chere,
plus
c'est
la
m
ême
chose
040709
...
daxle
o
ù allons-nous d'ici? les mots viennent hors
de
peu clair
040709
...
Lyrics Time
...
and
over
and
over
again
now
Over
and
over
and
over_and_over
again
now
040709
...
JustOnMonday
since
I
met
you
.
You
still
suprise
me
.
I
wish
3
years
ago
I
knew
what
I
was
getting
myself
into
and
then
ran
for
my
life
.
040722
...
ClairE
and
then
some
.
I
told
myself
I
knew
that
I
couldn't
know
what
I
was
getting
myself
into
,
but
it's
even
worse
than
I
ever
imagined
.
A
dual
problem
:
I
don't
know
how
I
can
go
on
but
I
don't
know
how
I
can
keep
surviving
.
150827
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
