Dried Up

Ass Ponys

Hang dog you sitting

And counting nameless stars

And when you look down

You're beginning to fall away

You dried up like an august creekbed



I mounted in an album

With some photos of your summer friends

I can't tell what the note on the back said

You're moving like a poem

And it hurts to see you going



I recall the smell of summer

On your skin

We were seventeen

And everything was pounding

And it wouldn't stop

It's hard to put to words

What I was thinking then



I don't know, we were alive or something

Browned off sitting amidst the endless cars

And when you stall out

They're beginning to pull away

You dried up like an august creekbed



I mounted in an album

With some photos of your summer friends

I can't tell what the note on the back said

You're moving like a poem

And it hurts to see you going



I remember licking ice cream

Off your chin

We were seventeen

And everything was pounding

And it wouldn't stop

It's hard to put to words

What I was thinking then



I don't know, we were in love or something

I recall the smell of summer on your skin

We were seventeen and everything was pounding

And it wouldn't stop

It's hard to put to words

What I was thinking then

I don't know, we were alive or something