Rain soaked trees and half hearted small talk.
The feeling follows right behind you on the sidewalk.
The moon is low and the sky is clear and it almost feels like i'm actually here.
The pavement's fading from grey to blue and the shadows fall on your face and leave craters like a moon.
I'm not made of flesh and bone, I'm a collection of the songs and memories and people that I've known.
I was made who I am by the things I love whether or not they love me back.
Suddenly the air's polluted with out breath, our words are spiraling and intertwine, like smoke fills up the sky.
Sure right now you keep me warm, but will you stay until the lilies aren't blooming anymore.
Fell in love with familiar eyes, bathed in heat and summer skies oh I have so much here to lose.
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