Through A Glass by Henry Jamison

Through the glass of the bottle
all is green and bends
and seeing her distorted so
I went through hell and back again
she was my dearest friend
but she will go to heaven
so maybe I can see her then

Well my car will barely start
I gotta get it to Vermont
she spent her summers in bar harbor
working in a restaurant
and she had a lotta boyfriends
I count the ones I know
as I shudder through New Hampshire
Wes Hartley on the radio
god god goddamn the girl was fine
and I was glad to call her mine
but she weren't mine and I weren't hers
I lost her at the five and dime
she was talking to a 6'5"ex-marine
who was living out of his truck
she said “he is very fragile”
I said “I don't give a fuck”
we went up and we went down
and she wanted to get outta town
but we were on a rollercoaster and they go nowhere
they just land you back on the ground
god god goddamn the girl was fine
and I was glad to call her mine
but she weren’t mine and I weren’t hers
I lost her at the five and dime
she was talking to a 6’ 5” ex-marine
who was living out of his truck
she said “he is very fragile”
I said “I don’t give a…”