I didn’t just meet you
I’ve known you for a while
I’d like to know you’re a live
And well and still a child
Don’t turn into a ghost
Or an old photograph tucked away
Deeper in the attic
Or is it deeper in my brain
When a tree falls and no one is around there is no sound
But
You’re an explosion
You float you crazy song you
Puzzle that I never solved
Don’t finish.
You are the stop to where I begin
And
I can only hope.
Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 3:11 AM UTC
I didn’t just meet you
I’ve known you for a while
I’d like to know you’re a live
And well and still a child
Don’t turn into a ghost
Or an old photograph tucked away
Deeper in the attic
Or is it deeper in my brain
When a tree falls and no one is around there is no sound
But
You’re an explosion
You float you crazy song you
Puzzle that I never solved
Don’t finish.
You are the stop to where I begin
And
I can only hope.
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