Lyrics
It's been like,
19 years, 8 months, 8 days, and 4 hours
Since I had you
It,
Would've been better had my
Past life been my
Last life cause
They say it's better to love and have lost
But I think it's better to
Love and
Never lose, cause I know I,
Had you when I was at 85 and dying
In our rancho in Mexico, lying
Tired from battle wounds I got in the,
Senior citizen regiment of my
Guerrilla movement
Staring into your beautiful,
Brown eyes, telling me I'd
See you in heaven
Which is the, only lie you
Ever intended
Because I find myself back and,
A few thousand miles from where my
Imagination says I started,
Searching. For. You...
You were my little working class hero so,
As I drive I
Watch my
Miles-to-empty go from
380 to zero, 380 to zero, 380 to zero
And I ask around for a
Beautiful, intelligent, revolutionary, caring,
Honest, you know,
The type of girl that I'd love,
But not one other person has been
Able to find one
Which either tells me I was dreaming
But this is all sort of seeming like
You're just so perfect for me that
All this effort is worth it for me
Cause there's nobody else like you...
And if I come across you in a different
Country, class, or body
I'll be glad that I found you
Because in the midst of it all
My life is like ___ without you
See, she was like the
Key,
To my development
She,
Unlocked the doors that
Led to locked doors
That she unlocked for,
Me, and
She was like my,
Revolutionary princess
That managed to spark my interest
With the words liberation or freedom
Imbedded in all her sentences
And how she made
Constant references to the struggle
Even in, casual conversation regarding
The weather's affect on the radio's static
And, what time we'd have to leave to avoid
Serious traffic, then she'd
Go off on drugs and the
Serious traffic-king to our people and the,
Purposeful poison-ing of our people
This was the song she'd, sing of our people
And it was probably about the,
5th time she'd repeated some of these
Things, about our people
But I just
Couldn't get enough of it
Cause her intelligence would
Knock.. me.. out.. cold.
And the way her hips would like,
Move to the music of my soul and even
When my soul's jukebox would
Run out of battery
She would jump start my system,
Play a little remix to persistence and
Force me to listen
And if my
Soul's jukebox would
Put on a sad song,
I always knew that it
Wouldn't last long
Cause she went to
Leaps. And. Bounds
To distort the
Loops. And. Sounds
Until my
Truth. Was. Found.
And it's been like
19 years, 8 months, 8 days, and 4 hours
Since I had you
In that moment when I,
Slipped into this existence
I remembered when we
Fought in the resistance
Not for
Power or Vanity
But for the
Good of Humanity
And not for
Communism or Socialism
But for some
Hope-to-give-them
But back on Earth
October 2005
I'm missing the aura that surrounds you
So hear this cry from your
Lost soldier cause
My life is like ___ without you.
