you're taking up lots of space    your shit is everywhere    your breath is all up in my face    your hands are swarming in the air    you're the first one out the car and then    you're the loudest one in the bar    tell me, is there something wrong, girlfriend?    what's with this new version of who you are?       so she lifts her chin and squints at me    to assess what i think i know    she says, my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods    so beware where you try to go    they say that the truth will set you free    but then so will a lie    it depends if you're trying to get to the promised land    or you're just trying to get by       what is a camera but a box of light?    what is a guitar but a box of sound?    you think i don't understand    but i think i might    what it is to harness the emptiness    and just ride it around    and maybe your chest is an empty shell    with ribs of spiraling coral    where a perfect pearl of sadness resides    but if you ever need an ear    i could just come and press it there    listen to the sound of the ocean inside