for Lazarus west of philadelphia north of baltimore the place where you are fell down between two pages the place where i am doesn't have a road map the city of brotherly love no words for how i feel no name i can use no place i can go i need to understand these references you're making, you said north of melbourne west of sydney the morning sun creeps through your window i keep my curtains drawn September 14, 1995 © Lela Kaunitz