California sun kissed your cheeks California sun held you in her arms, Wrapped her hands around your neck Like the rope you hid in your closet
I miss you.
Do you remember picking flowers In our backyard
Making homes for bugs Thinking we were keeping them safe Locking them away
Do you think our parents Thought they were keeping us safe too?
How many more times Did I need to tell you That I love you and couldn't live Without you For you to have stayed
Missouri rain cradled you in her arms Kissed your track marks and told you There was nothing wrong Missouri sky's picked the needles out of Your arms Like I used to pick the splinters from Your fingertips