There's a rush of memory,
On a walk at midnight.
Visiting places not seen,
In day light.
A sort of magic entwined,
And you realize a silhouetted shadow,
At the places you took her.
A currency of emotion,
of units of the soul.
Of times now past,
Not but a week ago, oh no.
Place has changed, but you stare
blankly ahead.
Yellow street lights, navy blue skies.
Hidden tremors in the dark.
Distance of a mile, and you realize
a silhouetted shadow at the places you took her.
A currency of emotion,
of units of the soul.
Of times now past,
Not but a week ago, oh no.
Place has changed, but you stare
blankly ahead.
Your cigarette goes out, and you head
back home.
You figured it all out, we end up
alone.
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