I am afraid the times will change the world will spin we'll walk away you'll grow old.
our house burned down one night but we saved our books and selves the embers left holes in our shirts and scars on our arms so we ran to the lake
and screamed.
we basked in the water till our clothes became anchors and dawn crawled over the mountains we stood on the banks and stared at the ashes wondering what would become of us, this place