Hero of the Underworld Page #6

these bags for you?

- Hey, Tino.

- Yo, you met up with Holly?

- I did.

- Got that settled?

- Yeah, man listen, do

you know her address?

- Why?

- I need to find her

man, what's it to you?

- I ain't heard from

her in like a week.

- Do you have her address?

You owe me this.

- 353 west 34th Street.

I don't remember her

apartment, though.

- Yeah, what is it?

- I'm looking for Holly?

- No, I don't know any Holly.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh, you ain't

following me in here.

- Why not?

- Who you here to see?

- Holly.

- Holly who?

- Holly Stevens.

- She ain't answering,

she ain't here.

- No no, please man, I'm

her friend, trust me.

- Kind of friend that

beats the sh*t out of her?

- That wasn't me, I swear

to god, that wasn't me.

No no man please, c'mon.

I think something bad

might've happened to her.

- What do you mean

something bad?

- Get the f*** out of my way.

- I'm calling the police!

- Dylan!

What are you doing here?

- Christ, Holly.

- Holly, you okay?

- I'm fine.

He's a friend.

- You sure?

- Yes.

- I thought you

were dead, Rachel.

- Wait, Dylan.

- It's okay.

- Why did you leave me?

- What do you mean?

- I asked you to stay.

But you didn't.

- Dyl, I don't

know what happened man,

but I covered for you.

He came in with this new

guy Tim this morning,

and I told him you had to

run out for an emergency.

So you're cool.

See you Sunday night.

I'll take a walk

round the block

To ease it up

Clear my head

and tire myself out

I'll test myself constantly

Just to see where

I end up so afraid

Of messing up

Don't you believe

That it's better to be free

Of the things

that make you ill

All those pills,

they make you ill

It's kind of ironic,

Given that is your name

You will

But at the same time,

they eat away at you

The doctor gave me

the wrong damn thing

I've looked it up

Seems I know myself

better than you know anyone

Don't you believe

That it's better to be free

Of the things

that make you ill

All those pills,

they make you ill

- I'm headed back to New Jersey.

- That's good,

I'm happy for you.

Thanks for that night.

- You were worried about me.

- Yeah, I was.

- You called me Rachel.

- I'm sorry, I

didn't even realize.

- It's not your fault what

happened to your girl.

We make our own

choices in this world.

- I know.

If you ever need anything

I'll rent a car, I'll

come to New Jersey.

- Why would I need you?

- Would you just let me

be a guy for a minute?

What're you gonna do in Jersey?

- I dunno.

- Look, I know you have to

go, and I think it's great.

But I don't...

- What?

- I don't want you to

go without knowing...

Butterflies, tinted eyes

falling down to the sea

At high tide, bringing me

Back to the place

I can feel

Love

She bring me back home

Coffee cup,

belly up to the bar

We walk in pairs

Scattered by numbers

Dare us to stare at the signs

Written everywhere

The end of time is here

Beware

If you believe

There's a heaven

Somewhere between

You and me

You and me

Well I will try

To believe there's a heaven

But the angel gone blind

In the sweet summer snow

I hardly remember

What I used to know

What I used to know

What I used to

Know

Rattling across open place

Truth look on with disdain

At the fear

No one will claim

at the end of the day

Desire remains

And if you believe

There's a heaven

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