10.

That's Me.

Well I'll just skip the boring parts
Chapters one, two, three
And get to the place where you can read my face
And my biography.

Here I am, I'm eleven months old,
Dangling from my daddy's knee.
There I go, it's my graduation,
I'm picking up a bogus degree.
That's me. Early me.
That's me.

Well I never cared much for money,
And money never cared for me.
I was more like a land-locked sailor,
Searching for the emerald sea.
Just searching for the emerald sea, boys,
Searching for the sea.

Oh my God. First love opens like a flower.
A black bear running through the forest light
Holds me in her sight and her power.
But tricky skies, your eyes are true,
The future is beauty and sorrow.
Still, I wish that we could run away
And live the life we used to.
If just for tonight and tomorrow.

I am walking up the face of the mountain.
Counting every step I climb.
Remembering the names of the constellations.
Forgotten is a long, long time.
That's me. I'm in the valley of twilight.
Now I'm on the continental shelf.
That's me—I'm answering a question
I am asking of myself.