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Ten tons against me, and you’ve gone.
I put your favorite records on.
And sit around.
It spins around.
And, you’re around again.
Struck dumb while drugs run at how-high reeds.
Cue every memory at half-speeds.
[It’s just like…]
Charles, hold-me-downs,
“I’m coming!” sounds.
Cut crap, who’s filling shoes like these anymore?
Past clumsy crushes beneath Thrill Pier.
Hopes pinned to poses honed in men’s room mirrors.
[It’s like…]
A sophomore at Brown.
She worked Lost & Found.
I put your face on her all year.
Five rows of photos when you wrote.
Of posed you, dressed blue, a backyard boat.
And, at the bottom with this quote:
[Number four…]
A Cape May address.
[North…]
Your new one I guess.
[Shore…]
“All’s well in hell and all, here’s hoping.”
She sends kisses
Some signed “With Love,
Beth
OOO XXX”
She sends kisses.
Our oldest joke,
Some signed “666.”
Our shore town knockdown sure was fun.
Yeah, white trash, what-have-you.
I fired replies back, gun by gun.
Past Seven Wrecks I’ve read four answers:
1. Your move.
2. I’m tres involved
3. Move on
4. (Love, Beth)
I walk it down.
This tourist town.
"Just thought I’d call..." s; "...just friends".
She sends kisses.
And, all at once, back doors blow open.
She sends kisses.
In envelopes, stamped with ‘Hope & Hearts’–ripped right open.
She sends kisses.
But, I’m corrupt.
I wrote back “Good luck.”
I put your favorite records on.
And sit around.
It spins around.
And, you’re around again.
Struck dumb while drugs run at how-high reeds.
Cue every memory at half-speeds.
[It’s just like…]
Charles, hold-me-downs,
“I’m coming!” sounds.
Cut crap, who’s filling shoes like these anymore?
Past clumsy crushes beneath Thrill Pier.
Hopes pinned to poses honed in men’s room mirrors.
[It’s like…]
A sophomore at Brown.
She worked Lost & Found.
I put your face on her all year.
Five rows of photos when you wrote.
Of posed you, dressed blue, a backyard boat.
And, at the bottom with this quote:
[Number four…]
A Cape May address.
[North…]
Your new one I guess.
[Shore…]
“All’s well in hell and all, here’s hoping.”
She sends kisses
Some signed “With Love,
Beth
OOO XXX”
She sends kisses.
Our oldest joke,
Some signed “666.”
Our shore town knockdown sure was fun.
Yeah, white trash, what-have-you.
I fired replies back, gun by gun.
Past Seven Wrecks I’ve read four answers:
1. Your move.
2. I’m tres involved
3. Move on
4. (Love, Beth)
I walk it down.
This tourist town.
"Just thought I’d call..." s; "...just friends".
She sends kisses.
And, all at once, back doors blow open.
She sends kisses.
In envelopes, stamped with ‘Hope & Hearts’–ripped right open.
She sends kisses.
But, I’m corrupt.
I wrote back “Good luck.”
Lyrics submitted by Jawbreaker4Fs, edited by haruki, zapzipzop
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"ten tons" is a reference to the 'body high' weed he is probably smoking. i can definitely relate. he even sounds high when he sings--elongated enunciation, uncomfortably emotional vocal tones--so i'm pretty sure this whole lyrical song is just a super stoned writer feeling nostalgic about (seemingly) not too long ago when he was in love. it's one of those distinctly profound thought tangents ensuing a fat bong rip.