...it will be at a party or at some sort of reunion
or a funeral
I won't recognize you right away
we'll talk
you'll paw at the ground with your patent leather shoes
eyes staring straight at the floor if we talk about you
but that little flicker in your face
when we mention those historic seven hundred and ninety two days
11 hours, 18 minutes and 47 seconds
will let me know
that you know
that I know
that you know
that you fucked up.

I sleep soft at night
and alone except for my knife
because the dream catcher above my bed
well, nightmares, it don't catch them
and I'm always prepared to fight

I like it when you're right
because your eyes spark and ignite
and burn away my doubts and fears
about the choices I made last year

and I know I will sleep tight tonight

let's save the world. that's why we do this.
basements and best friends get us through this

Lyrics submitted by girlunderglass

Johnny Appleseed song meanings
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