Fair thee well and the requiem mix nI got a loan shark and a quick fix, nFor those i left behind, nIn a suit case of fire flies, nFind ya, I wanna treat you right,nNever leave you beggin and cryin. nComing down the mountain in a wet carriage,nFull speed like a spent marriage. nI got more than enough to keep me whole. nFor once I’m not slightly out of control. nGot crazy dreams when it breaks morning,nEveryday, a requiem. nThese morning dreams are just like memories: nLate night, starring through the trees. nI got words for this and the way it fits: nIt’s all about the light and the sound around it. nFair thee well and the requiem mix InGot a feather bed and a couple of tricks, nFor those I left behind.