We've got time, and I might know just why the river looks so fine in your wilted eyes.
In the sun, the plans to which we've clung and the bitter songs we've song
Are only gathered threads, so poorly spun.
You relax the curve of your shoulders. Letting your hair down.
The tail of your skirt to your skin clung closer, and I listened to your soft sounds.
We sit here still as birds with broken wings. The different songs we sing
a stolen comfort bring. Shall we wait for a kinder turn of fate
to set our melodies straight? Before i pull you close, and break
The silences we've kept to each other. The safety of our covers.
There's places still we've yet to discover. The river carries us sure.
Sooner or later we'll realize. That you and I are a simple kind.
Who growing old, will wonder why we felt so resigned.
Now I know I never let you go. That I'd give you my home.
Now I've flown and I've left you alone, to freely roam.
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