try to take nothing for grantednnlike breakfast, and breathing, and short term memorynnsometimes it gets so cold you almost cant stand itnnto remember is to be reminded so insensitivelynnnnbut its hard not being told who to bennthe tradeoff is incredible just to feel that you're freennnnthe best trapeze artists perform with no netsnnno one ever won a jackpot on a gentleman's betnnyeah, you wake up from your best dream just to find your bed wetnnwhat life ever comes without a hint of regret?nnnnso you can drive to Indiana nnvisit your metal friends in Savannannor fly to England on a planennand no, no one can say that you are far awaynnthere are memories, warm feelings which will always remainnnnnlike college radio late nights, nnand heart to hearts, curbsidesnnthe sheer beauty of which there are not words to explainnnnnthe ghosts in the attic sure beat TV staticnnwe were up all night, quite close to insanennand all the time learning from each other how to keep out the rainnnnnnnnnwe do not demand surrendernnits not the reason why we camennall we ask is, may we enter?nnand wonder, is everything okay?nnnn(that was good)