when i meet him i will know him
because he will not complete me
he will come from the other
side of the universe where
i always knew i was
and when i see him he will
be so alive
i tire of the half dead

if i meet one more slouching
creeping person
i'll tear my eyes out
i want to see you
i want to tear the dullness
of this life
to live in freshness
with you