when we hid out behind the risers at the high school,
working bitter calculations with a slide rule.
the grim particulars of poisoning the swimming pool,
well you looked me in the eye,
ready to die.
we were becoming what we are,
collapsing stars.
–from “Collapsing Stars” by The Mountain Goats, music & lyrics by John Darnielle, on Come, Come to the Sunset Tree (2005 self-released limited edition LP).
