Hummingbird

His goal in life was to be an echo
 Riding alone, town after town, toll after toll
 A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her
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 She appears in his dreams
 But in his car and in his arms
 A dream can mean anything
 A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her
 But he never could
 Remember to remember me
 Standing still in your past
 Floating fast like a hummingbird
 His goal in life was to be an echo
 The type of sound that floats around
 And then back down like a feather
 But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans
 No one could hear him
 Or anything
 So he slept on a mountain
 In a sleeping bag underneath the stars
 He would lie awake and count them
 And the gray fountain spray of the great Milky Way
 Would never let him die alone
 Remember to remember me
 Standing still in your past
 Floating fast like a hummingbird
 Remember to remember me
 Standing still in your past
 Floating fast like a hummingbird
 A hummingbird
 A hummingbird