Billion Bees
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I found you grieving in the grass
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the sky bled watercolor blue
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you seemed so simple, sure, and sad
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so I sat down to grieve with you
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you raised your hand to shield your eyes
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I shifted left to block the sun
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you crossed your legs and cleared your throat
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I waited for your words to come
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but they slept soundly in your chest
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they never made it past your tongue
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so we sat silently and still
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and thought about the things we'd done
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and all the people that we'd loved
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and all the people that we'd wronged
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I watched the years flash through your face
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and I locked my anger in my lungs
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so every breath stung more and more
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a wave of whips across my spine
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a billion bees trapped in my chest
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nails on chalkboard every time
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'til I watched your fingers sneak towards mine
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I heard your breath go thin and short
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I tucked your hair behind your ears
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and watched your eyes dart back and forth
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And I sucked your lip and bit your neck
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the trees were shaking at their roots
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my angry arms felt cool and calm
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and my cotton mouth was wet with you
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so we lay glowing in the grass
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to watch the sun swap with the moon
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to trade our future for our past
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the present tense was all we knew
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A Billion Bees
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Kevin Devine |