you know, the time when _________
(you fill in the blank)
lines on the freeway
dark hills up ahead
that painting
the smell of smoke
he writes like you
but not what you would write
edited so long ago
when i tie a bow in my hair
or lay down absorbing the sun
remembering
notes
choices
days spent on the couches
oh to live, i remember
that time... constant reminders
"i'm getting rid of everything i own,
want some goggles or a party hat?"
certain glasses
bathrooms
board games
free minds
your singing again
lost times
living for now or whatever we find
oh what is to live
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