hey there, john
did you want to come home?
sunny palms and open shoes
traded for war on your body
oh my god, my god owes us nothing but a little time
sitting poolside, she's too old for me, too young for you
but look at that body
look at her body
I remember you there, your downy silver hair
healthy as an ox in '99
turn off the olympics in your cold hospital bed
and john, if you can hear me, tell me you won't leave me when you go
raised by the bar, in the bar, on the bench where you lay
who's to judge, counselor? who's to judge
are you overdrawing?
oh my god, my god owes us nothing but a little time
driving in the slow lane, but did you even know those lanes
or were they all just drawings
am I overdrawing
I remember you there, your downy silver hair
healthy as an ox in '99
turn off the olympics in your damn hospital bed
and john, if you can hear me, tell me you won't leave me when you go
if you can hear me, promise not to leave me when you go