there's no time like the time that is past. but you remember how it was. and how this isn't at all. there's no dream like the dream that you had. but you can't recall. and that stinks. the memory's so full of flaws. no dress rehearsal for the event of a lifetime. a flawed example of. what we could have made divine. a bunch of idiots. with loud voices and lots of time. there's this peak that you see and you're near. but you cannot climb. 'cause it's high. and you've been feeling so low. there's this place that they say is the best. but you can not find. but they wreak of hemlock and cyanide. there's this thing that you see and you want. but you don't understand. and some day it's up, up, up and away. there's this way that you look when you lie. that you can't escape. so you try to criticize and deny. event of a lifetime coming today. i waited so long that i guess i should stay