If i could hold on to just one thought for long enough to know why my mind is moving so fast and the conversation is slow. burn off all the fog and let the sun through to the snow let me see your face again before i have to go. I have seen you in the movies and in those magazines at night i saw you on the barstool when you held that glass so tight. and i saw you in my nightmares but i'll see you in my dreams and i might live a thousand years before i know what that means. Once there was a friend of mine who died a thousand deaths his life was filled with parasites and countless idle threats. he trusted in a woman and on her he made his bets once there was a friend of mine who died a thousand deaths.