check in his notebooks, the answers are clear
a little bit of his mother, but mostly he's there.
the hurt of the silence, and the sting of her words.
when she walked the doorway and cried on the stairs

because the super nova fell through, here come the animals.
super nova, he's through, pretending.
super nova became the object of her prize
super nova you're here to make me realize.

when she walked in, beat thumping,
and all the body's bumping
he tried. to make the feelings go away.
but when the red giraffe makes his call.
its like nothing is there, nothing at all.


the water boils, up and up, feel the beat
and the chrome, trips your out, stamp your feet.
the crinkle, the tears, the magic of the years.
its pours....on and on.