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If they are not waiting for you now
We’ll have to fake our smiles once we get past the first three steps
And you were tying dandelions into knots
Leaving trails of yellow stain everywhere we went
I forgot what the lights looked like in that place you told me about
And I was already shutting the curtains to tomorrow
I asked you about strangers
And you named off everyone we ever knew
I asked you about friends
You named strangers
If we last like this
You told me you’d take me to that house on the ocean
The dying place with the pretty flowers
And you promised the waves wouldn’t touch us
But I could only picture my body being washed ashore
Make me a burial bed
And send me off into all that I have never known.