The other day when we were walking by the graveyard near the house you asked me if I thought
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Would ever die. And if life and love both fade so predictably, we've made ourselves a kind of predictable lie.
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So I pictured us like corpses lying side by side in pieces in some dark and lonely plot under a bough. We looked so silly
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There all decomposed, half turned to dust in tattered clothes, though we probably look just as silly now.
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Bye, bye, bye, all this dog-eared innocence. I can't pretend that I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
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But you have no idea about me. Do you?
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It left me to wonder if people ever know each other or just stumble around like strangers in the dark. Because sometimes
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You seem so strange to me, I must seem strange to you. We're like two actors playing two parts. Did you memorize your lines? 'Cause
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I did. Here's the part where I get so mad. I tell you that I can't forget the past. You get so quiet now
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And you seem somehow like a lost and lonely child and you just hope that the moment won't last.
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Bye, bye, bye all this dogged innocence. I can't pretend that I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
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But you have no idea about me. Do you?
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Still, there's always a way around. There's something tying our feet to the ground.
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A moment passed, we hear how it sounds. And it seems a little less profound, like we're all
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Going the same way down.
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I'm just trying to write it all down.
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I write songs, and you write letters. We are tied like two in tethers, and we talk and read and laugh and sleep at night in
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Bed together. And you wake in tears sometimes, I can see the thoughts flash across your eyes.
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They say, a˘ć©«Darling will you be kind? Will you be a good man and stay behind if I get old?a˘ć?
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Then the letters all flash through my head, with the words that I was told about the fading flesh of life and love,
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The failures of the bold. I can list each crippling fear like I'm reading from a will.
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And I'll defy every one and love you still. I will carry you with me up every hill. And if you die before I die,
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I'll carve your name out of the sky. I'll fall asleep with your memory and dream of where you lie.
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It may be better to move on and to let life just carry on and I may be wrong. Still I'll try.
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Because it's better to love whether you win or lose or die. It's better to love and I will love you until I die.
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The Graveyard Near The House
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The Airborne Toxic Event |