Poison Oak

Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
 When our telephone was a tin can on a string
 And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
 You said you weren't afraid to die
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 In Polaroids, you were dressed in women's clothes
 Were you made ashamed?
 Why'd you lock them in the drawer?
 Well, I don't think that I ever loved you more
 Than when you turned away, when you slammed the door
 When you stole the car and drove towards Mexico
 And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm
 I was young enough, I still believed in war
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 Well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep
 And all their tearful words will turn back into steam
 But me, I'm a single cell on a serpent's tongue
 There's a muddy field where a garden was
 And I'm glad you got away, but I'm still stuck out here
 My clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears
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 And I never thought this life was possible
 You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for
 The end of paralysis, I was a statuette
 Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
 And when I press the keys, it all gets reversed
 The sound of loneliness makes me happier