I'm going to leave the same way I came
Up threw the ashes
Then out through the ashes
If a house once stood here on this worn foundation
Then you sure could have fooled me.
Though I admit,
I was a fool for your southern days
One hundred and fifty degrees in the shade
It wasn't an option to go back to my place
I was put in my place
After all, we live in separate houses
We have for all our lives
It sure would have been nice to say I knew you, though
I don't worry half as much as I did
When I was an experiment
Your resident tourniquet lax now about your neck
Waiting, just waiting...
Waiting, just waiting...
When will this sinking feeling
Feel like
"Man, that was ages ago"
I am a mantle
You dear, are a painting.
Come rest your frame on me.
Come rest your frame on me.
I was a tower,
You dear, were an airplane.
We happened before we knew what was happening.
It sure would have been nice to say I knew you, though.
Man, that was
Ages ago.
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