Just like Raindrops on a body bag Like thanksgiving with your family at a Denny's Like a wishing well full of pennies Like when your mother swears she's finally getting clean . . . Like, I went walking Something I do to clear my mind Between the power lines and smokestacks Found a homeless camp of wood shacks With graffiti that said, "It'll be alright," That's how it feels Every time I hear your name Every time I see the flower That's tucked in between the pages Of the book I had the day you passed away Over my head . . . It all went so far Just how much the stars look Like teeth in the mouth of a shark When I go I hope they bury me Under the rug In a room in a roadside motel When I go I hope they remember me As great and awful as I am