Yesterday, I was working in my yard I saw a possum Swinging in the and he was all beat up and hobbling I got a closer look and his was mangled I was woken up by what I thought was the cat tangled But it was him who got it bad the cat that night Slowly down the hill when he slipped under the I brought myself up to check him out; he found a nook the air conditioner I pointed him out to Caroline, she down and he was shaking and full of fear And she stood up, I asked, "Baby, why you crying?" She said, "Because he's cute and down there and he's dying"
I went up to my and I got a call from Justin He was in San Francisco and Godflesh was Caroline drove me there where I met Tony And we drove to the city and we parked out in of the DNA Justin and us, we had some laughs and we took backstage And our guts were protruding and all of them and we just kept laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and and laughing and laughing Laughing and and laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing Laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and Laughing and laughing and and laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing
And when Godflesh took the stage, and I, we stood there floored Drum machines hammered and feedback For a moment, grew silent Justin tuned his guitar; like a church, it got so quiet Just for a minute, and then they all soared Like a car off a cliff, we and burned over and over and again and again They hard vicious guttural B-flats [?] like a tough Roberto "Hands of Stone" in the seventh round Davey Moore 16, 1983 Godflesh [?] an early Mark "Gator" Rogowski Justin lunged at the mic like a hungry white He was on fire, giving it everything he had and killing it night! Tearing out his prey and it came to a halt A relentless and voice, a 70 minute assault And then he bowed down and he set his seven electric guitar down And screeched to hell and they disappeared and off went the crowd
Then we had and I came back to my apartment in the city Until 4AM, I watched and my ears were ringing And I called out at the house We talked about the concert, about the down in the nook
And the air came through my window And the sound of foghorns, and then when I Godflesh was in LA had an open house that day And I out at Sausalito And was on her way back from Lake Tahoe I got a call from Paolo I'd be off to Switzerland in a or so
Caroline came home night and we had dinner and watched HBO And I'm grateful for her and for my friends And to have seen the possum walk its last along the island
I want to old and to walk my last walk Knowing I, too, gave it everything I got But again it's all and all obstacles I fought For to live another day is better than to not And I'd to die with music in my ears The piano of Maurice Ravel or Godflesh's guttural from hell The sound that good memories of being young and able to get around And I'd like beside me
That old possum lost the His sad, eyes; what a thing to see on a glowing Easter Sunday But that was loved and he's still thought of bells rang that day I remember hearing in the afternoon just as we left He had to have heard too