Dear dar(lin') your mom, my friend Left a message on my machine she was frantic Saying you were talking crazy That you wanted to do away with yourself I guess she thought i'd be a perfect resort Because we've had this inexplicable connection since our youth And yes they're in shock they are panicked You and your chronic them and their drama You this embarrassment us in the middle of this delusion If we were our bodies If we were our futures If we were our defenses i'd be joining you If we were our culture If we were our leaders If we were our denials i'd be joining you I remember vividly a day years ago We were camping you knew more than you thought you should know You said "I don't ever want to be brainwashed" And you were mindboggling you were intense You were uncomfortable in your own skin you were thirsty But mostly you were beautiful If we were our nametags If we were our rejections If we were our outcomes i'd be joining you If we were our indignities If we were our successes If we were our emotions i'd be joining you You and i we're like 4 year olds We want to know why and how come about everything We want to reveal ourselves at will and speak our minds And never talk small and be intuitive And question mightily and find god my tortured beacon We need to find like-minded companions If we were their condemnations If we were their projections If we were our paranoias i'd be joining you If we were our incomes If we were our obsessions If we were our afflictions i'd be joining you We need reflection we need a really good memory Feel free to call me a little more often

Thanks for your letter Please send a clone over I'll use him for garden work and harmonies Speaking of pretty new documentaries Have you seen the one about the Rajneeshpuram society? Everyone seemed to think they were lunatics But I sort of thought, "Hey, I get this" Inside this rational brain of mine I long to be contradicted, I wait for a sign Doesn't matter what cult, what sign Just give me any culty sign I'll tell you all the advantages Though I'm guessing maybe you are an atheist? You'd get a reason, you'd get a goal You'd know how to dress and how to cleanse your soul I'd be up for that, I'd be totally up for cleansing my soul Would I have to split from my family? They wouldn't know what got into me I'd change my name into something cool Like Warlord Springgrass, And the leader would use me as a songwriter tool I'd spread her message to the world Send in the choir Send in the choir Each day I'm waiting eagerly When I cross this corner, will there be a sign there just for me? A special light or a person with a glow That says something new I didn't already know But there's never anything Just the same old cats and fences My leader would know what to do about everything About the wars and the climate and all the hurting She would say: "shh! I know just what to do You just relax, and you stay low I'll punish the bad guys, set the good ones free Then we'll have a fiesta" Send in the choir Send in the choir Send in the choir Send in the choir You know last month when you came to visit me You played a set in the church in the city For Shirin, you set your voice up high and you let go It made me cry So when you answer in July Can you please do so in falsetto?