round my yard
Running around my yard like a dog with the zoomies in love with you still
You’re not here anymore And you’re never coming back I’m not going to your show tonight But I thought about taking a picture Of your name up in lights
Ima stay right here Chasing Lizards Swaying with summer flowers Smiling at the sun
This is the part of the tunnel I can feel it along the walls Where I love you in the meantime Like I’ll love you always Serene and unruffled On your long way back
Please don’t do that again
It’s almost endearing The way you won’t talk to me
I used to shake your hand like a businessman, and pull you in for a kiss Now this Is the strangest arm wrestle to me This is the strangest arm wrestle to me
I’m never giving up on you A little girl folding her arms At the pink plastic tea party
Like a mirage, I can almost see you stepping into view at my gate Golden hair burning in the sun (there’s no shade here!) And walking up to me an aisle lined with crabgrass and dandelions
Was it ever this way? Or just What I could make out of the negative space between us?
A white cake in the clouds I keep it to myself If I’ve learned anything it’s that love is forged gold that pools in the ravine I lie in wait for a love That will fall over me like the shadow Of a hawk Like cornering each other At knifepoint!
But instead of a blade the armor-piercing point of knowing something Out loud Got you right where I want you
I’m on the hunt for the love of my life
(I still went to that show)