Back in the late-ish 90s I met this somewhat homeless girl outside my apartment. She asked me if I could give her a ride up to the store and since it was on my way, sure no problem. She talked the entire ten minute trip, showed me page after page of thoughts she had written down. It was almost overwhelming — the sheer amount of creative lunacy she’d come up with.

So the next day she was again outside my apartment when I came home and asked if she could come in while she waited for another ride. I was like, umm.. I don’t think so. Then she asked me if she could just wait in my car for her ride. That was fine I guess. When I left later that night she was gone.. whew.

So the day after that I came out and she was sitting in my car with her notebooks and I was like, "lady you got to go."

Anyways, I wrote this song based on things she said over the course of those three days. I changed the words somewhat so they’d rhyme and added some to flesh it out…but you’ll get the gist.

Oh — and I’m not even kidding.

Moon is washing out the lunacy.

Lacerated my tent, HA! I’m hairless.

Not a taste of guilt but I’m always suspicious.

Insufficient evidence is substantial.

Hmm mmm mmm.

Now then where was I going.

Hmm mmm mmm.

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