This is for you // You know who you are

Some tough stuff is going down.

People are feeling abandoned. Not me, personally, but me vicariously.

It's a bit surprising, isn't it - what people can do to you.

Leaving you so undone.

Man, you start to feel real lost. Invisible yet volatile, like natural gas being pumped into your house through an unlit oven. One match and the whole thing goes up, leaving only you. Sitting. Unfeeling. Just as volatile as before. The open flame doesn't satisfy. The blast only singes.

Some bad shit is going down.

Bob Dylan said it would.

Well you're not alone.

Oh no, love, you're not alone.