another plane went down

another plane went down today in the

atlantic nine miles off shore

and every single black car that goes by just might be yours

i haven't moved from this spot i sit her watching tv in bed

i wanna see if the crash was sabotage

i wanna know if everyone is dead

i remember when i was fifteen me and liz would ride around

we liked to smoke in the car in the winter with all the windows rolled down

i had a dream a plane exploded over my lake one afternoon

i still remember the feeling when i woke up

i can't describe the magnitude

so many other dreams

the one i had today

you and the italian woman naked

your fingers between her legs

she lay like a body in the water

she barely made a sound

she fell as quiet

as quiet

as a leaf falling

to the ground

meanwhile back on earth i told you to fuck off and go away

i've gotta call my friend who moved from new york to la

five days before christmas last year his girlfriend died in a plane crash

he says the way that it happen is your heart

is so heavy it rips away upon impact

and then you just bleed inside

you don't even feel a thing

they found her on a hill in columbia

intact among the debris

so many other dreams

the ones where i'm on death row

the ones where i don't know why

the ones where my parents drove

i wish i was with you now

down at the sixth street bar

laughing at the singer

smoking in the car