Memories grow on trees.
We were both both 15.
How haunting.

All friends aside,
we were ties and spoken song.
Until the sun came up
night after night in Idaho

And if airplanes leaves, fly me there.
We'll hold hands and pretend
that the eastern summer skies was all a dream

Until the sun came up
night after night in Idaho.
Until the sun comes up
night after night in Idaho.

We were sophomores with softer hearts
and there were two hands held,
lost in the darkness.


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