A Conversation With The Ground In August

Section 28, Row 3, Plot 21.

I'm finally here and I'm sorry it took so damn long

I've just been busy is all and I know excuses excuses

I wrote you another song and I'm not sure who I'm talking to

or why I think me playing music into the grass and ground

in front of a headstone means anything to anyone but me

or if the people in these houses behind the cemetery think

I'm delirious or if this is a near-daily occurrence for them and

I'll bet it's nice to be under such a pretty tree and I know it's lost its

leaves and grown new ones that it's about to lose again before

I made it here and I'm so sorry it's just that I've been scared

and I'm not sure of what           We got a dog for Christmas

His name is George and I think you'd really like him

He's been a bright spot in an otherwise dark year for me

and I don't know why I'm sobbing so hard talking about him

but it's really killing me              The world isn't doing so great Pop

I'm a little relieved you don't have to watch it crumble