Prizes

We spent all afternoon down at the driving range Whaling golf balls at the train cars passing by Drunk on Black Velvet in pink lemonade Burning teenage poems for the sky That night we dove and rose in a neighbor's pool And dreamt our dreams on someone else's floor Bottles strewn about us like a carnival Two prizes left behind Come comatose to find The warmth of your breath Just pushing against mine Prizes left behind (True story) One Amtrak screeched and rumbled another hundred miles When it came upon an old car on the tracks Some drunk rednecks thought they'd try to kill a dinosaur Who knows how close they came My friend was on that train He walked around the woods Singing Pavement's Crooked Rain In the rain In the aisles of Jesus Christ, Scientist A boy tried to make eyes at the cashier Her hair was long and braided like an empty net Her smile just a notch below sincere We spent all afternoon down at the driving range Whaling golf balls at the train cars passing by Drunk on Black Velvet in pink lemonade Burning teenage poems for the sky