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I can still remember

The words and what they meant

As we etched them with our fingers

In years of wet cement

The days blurred into each other

Though everything seemed clear

We cruised along at half speed

But then we shifted gears.

I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug

You gave my emptiness a name.

I can still remember

The words and what they meant

As we etched them with our fingers

In years of wet cement

The days blurred into each other

Though everything seemed clear

We cruised along at half speed

But then we shifted gears.

I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug

You gave my emptiness a name.