I've never tried a hallucinogen, A chemical snore, An FM-radio sized gap Between my brain And my spinal cord. I don't need A false reality To remind myself That my visual perceptual property Is at war with an organ That really just wants to sleep. Tonight I'm going to take that inbound train Just to reason and remember The burning from the cherry flavored brandy The cold December we found somethin' better And I don't need Another drop to date Or the liquid courage To say that I've fallen in love With my best friend Can I come over, Crawl under your covers and never wake up?