I've been travelling northward
Shedding all the bruises from my shoulders
Leaving you in the creases in my footprints in the sand
But you have the tip of my heart
Buiried in the lines of your palms
Dripping out the spaces of your hands
So no distance would make me the difference
No wise words would bring me solace
Though I'm no longer the person you knew
So much for mkving on
So much getting over you