"Melancholy".

A kitchen light on
My kitchen light on
How, again, do I do this?

Reaching my fingers out
Into pictures and into words
"There's a stomach inside my brain"

But how do I digest a shooting star
And how do I swallow the images on my wall?

Well, off my feet take me
Floating step by step
I turn around to check
Well, today they're there, tomorrow they're not

The bright shadows
Maybe they're following me.
With words of "How've you been?" and "Long time."
But do you remember us?

Do you remember the sand in the woods --
Pizza deliverers going up and down the elevators --
Do you remember coffee and the parking lot in July --
Do you my remember my endless questions --
Southside Ballroom, do you remember how you almost died --
Do you remember a plane to San Jose --
The stale air as we took classes in a church --
Do you remember all the In-N-Outs --
Running to the car in the rain --
Do you actually remember that basketball court
And the sleep we got on its floor --
Do you remember?  Christmas candies in the summer --
Do you remember that swingset and the lights --
Newcomb, and Newcomb, and Newcomb again --
Early mornings and God's fingers --
Do you remember movies on the carpet --
Highway across the lake and a soul across the ocean --
Do you remember tires on the sidewalk --
Jenga and parkour in the city --
Just Dance upstairs and cookies downstairs --
Making films in the street --
Do you remember the four of us lined up on that wooden porch singing our lungs right out --
Do you remember Six Flags --
Space in IMAX and then it was two in the morning --
Do you remember what it was like to cry beneath floodlights --
The path in the dark with a churning stomach --
Running from bees and your dog --
Do you remember the paint on the walls and our souls --
Skating like we meant something --
Do you remember how those hands shot up --
How we'd cluster under the shade, too afraid of warmth --
Do you remember the storm and the songs --
Do you remember all of our closets and bathtubs --
Going out in coats and gloves --
Do you remember, it was Ultimate all day --
Waterslides at night --
Do you remember the funeral and the movie --
And tell me --
Just tell me you remember that campfire.

So I guess this one goes out to Ryan Lee
Or to all my punk rock friends, whoever's still holding on
This love is like a sunset

Rainy days get to me.