Well,
Billy grew up quickly in the suburbs in the East.
His family was the working poor.
His uncle was a priest.
People said that he was quiet.
People said he was withdrawn.
He was diligent at study.
He often dreamed of somewhere warm,
maybe some place with a coastline,
far away from where he lived.
He would leave this town forever,
man,
and that's what Billy did.
He hid the books,
worked shitty jobs,
and saved up all his bucks.
Other kids said that he had no friends,
but he didn't give a *.
And when he graduated school and finished top amongst his peers,
his parents cried with pride,
and he thought that was pretty weird.
Billy left forever.
In the middle of the night,
he had money,
he had options.
Oh yeah,
Billy felt alright,
and he jumped aboard a plane.
He was heading for the coast.
Maybe Billy'd meet a girl,
and maybe she'd love him the most.
Billy,
all the world is waiting for you.
Billy,
everyone is talking to you.
Billy got where he was going.
He was sitting on a beach,
and he met a girl named Susie.
She was sucking on a peach.
She had eyes that shone like sapphires,
hair that shimmered
gold.
She was gonna be a teacher.
She was 23 years old.
They spent their evenings dancing.
Oh, that summer was the best.
She was sensitive and thoughtful.
She liked pissing on his chest.
Billy wrote her poems about the moon,
about the sun.
She enjoyed their summer fling,
but Billy thought she was the one.
But no good thing lasts forever,
and once Susie'd gone back home,
Billy's peaches all were rotten.
Billy's nights were spent alone.
Billy,
she was never waiting for you.
Now Billy goes by William,
and William's all grown up.
He's got several cashmere sweaters,
gets his hair cut once a month.
William went to law school.
He's a partner in a firm,
and he married a consultant.
She was driven, she was stern.
They had similar objectives.
Yet their partnership made sense,
and they had a little girl,
a little girl that they
called Jess.
Little Jess was growing up and doing well at school.
William went along one
Monday night to hear the teacher's news all
about his little girl and how promising she
was.
William nodded along silently.
He long ago gave up on finding joy in anything,
his
family, his job.
His wife was gonna leave him soon.
He thought that fair enough.
Each
new classroom was the same until the final
teacher's desk brought William back to life
again.
Nothing to do with Jess.
He couldn't hear a word of his daughter's teacher's speech.
William's eyes began to water.
On the table was a peach,
and it all came flooding back.
All the sun,
the dance,
the scent,
all the time between then and now so easy to forget.
And that night as William dreamt about a waterfall of gold,
he met a woman there named Susie.
She was 23 years old.