EAST THIRD AND BRAIN AGAIN

I went to Canada

And I met this girl 

And she was like a heart attack

But in a good way

And I could do nothing

But think of her

And she emptied my mind

Of all the other stuff

That I needed to think

So I ended up walking

Like an armless zombie

On the blasted streets of Ontario

And I should have gone

To East Third and brain again

But I didn’t and so

I am still lost

Like a kiss

Like the breath

That she took

And I want it back