“I mean, seriously, it was the Denver Night,
and all you could think to do was die?
But, man, seriously – I mean, man – look at me…
well, OK, maybe so did I.â€
You get numb and the numbness feels fine.
Become brothers, and brothers fight.
But always remember the grace of surrender –
the storm with the city inside
As if one god stood before us, and we somehow got around him,
the sun was still so sky-high on the new side of the mountain.
As if one god asked for nothing, knowing nothing we could give her,
and we, sun set off the mountain, saw a far side of the river.
“What, in all honesty, in the soil or the sea – what on earth
could you be you looking for?â€
“Well, I… it's not that running away south ever solved me
any problems – but it always did keep my skin warm.
“And dreaming to the west?†“Never earned me a head.
But it always did keep my skin cool.â€
The Big Fish said: “You won't find a better place.â€
You replied: “I don't expect to.â€
As if one god stood before us, and we somehow got around him,
the sun was still so sky-high on the new side of the mountain.
As if one god asked for nothing, knowing nothing we could give her,
and we, sun set off the mountain, saw a far side of the river.
“Keep your head up,†they said.
“Keep your love in your breath.
The days only get longer from here.â€
Two gods before you as you stepped to the edge of the year.