those are people who died. when the song people who died came out i sang for those people who died i didn't know. it came when i didn't know people who died. i knew people died but i didn't know them but i thought about them in daydreams about death and dying. there was a romantic tone to my daydreams. without knowing the people who died i thought they were cool for doing that, though it wasn't cool for them or if so it was the last cool thing they would do. though i can imagine that it really is cool when you die and you find that this side was death in reality and the freedom that eluded us in life became reality. the kid at open produce was listening to people who died. i said i remember when that song came to be. i wasn't even a twinkle in my father's eye said he. songs before birth about dying, when we aren't dead though not yet alive. he works nights he says and this is morning and you may be a hallucination and i say i could be sometimes i feel this way and this is the kind of rain that makes you think what if it was just rain world and everything leaked and every thing got washed away and we had to breathe through the water with straws eventually we would if the parts per million were few enough grow gills again in our ears. everything sounds underwater today. the water is grey and there's a band playing dripping rockabilly and all the runners are colors running on the drive blurring through my glasses like people made of rain.
the singer of people who died died. i remember him.
the singer of people who died died. i remember him.
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