WHERE THE BEEEEEEP ARE YOU?

LIKE ERNIE MISSES BERT
i miss you friend
like the lamp misses the lightbulb
and the seahorse misses the sea
like the raptors miss the stalkers
and the honey misses the bee
Like the mountains miss the hikers
and the natives miss the land
like the food misses freshness
and the friends miss your hand.
I miss the days
when pink floyd was pink
and bikers made us think
when coffee became chai
and we ate with tim some thai
I love the way
you always have the perfect words
to say when i am sad
you always have the perfect smile
to help when things are bad
you understand the way to talk
that no one else seems to
except for mandarin, who knows the way
so perfect through and through
I relate to
the way that distance has so shamefully
stretched apart
and to the way that time has sucked but
grown within my heart
i miss you friend
like the rock misses the Truth
and like kevin misses good feet
like climbers miss hiking boots
and like my armpits miss the heat
Like the desert misses the bushels
and the pink pen misses your shirt
like the 'saurs miss the vastness
and like ernie misses bert.