Friend Song

de Slaughter Beach, Dog

It's nice to be home
It's nice to indulge in new interests
Finish the gin, plug in the circular saw and
Get down to business

I usually don't care who says what
On the internet
I don't usually regret

But I'm often afraid
And anxious that all this is endless
Living inside spaces where all disagreements
Are ever-so-briefly suspended

Sometimes, I suspect in some ways
I would rather not wake up
After sleeping

But you make me feel loved
I still like to look at your pictures
Heaven is soft, Hell is a short walk
Indiana is twelve hours from home

I wish I could say
That I know what you wanna hear
And then say it
Then say it again, like a lullaby

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