I keep a lighter in my pocket
since the fall of 2005
I was there
waiting on a revelation
I was lucky to get out alive
I was looking for a name
for a place to
begin again
Was I a man dreaming of a drug
or a drug dreaming of a man
Life or death
Transmissions from the liberation front
Broken English on invisible wires
So far gone I didn't cast a shadow
I believed I was born a liar
I was looking for a name
for a place to begin again
I was a man losing his voice
for words misused and things unsaid
Life or death
Hard won
the sweet and aimless morning
The second son
who learned to speak by counting
is moving on
well free of understanding
I was lucky to get out alive