The rain and the road brought the smell
of our long walks alongside the boulders
and these cold dark clouds are heavy as hell
all at once heavy as hell
I'll stay right here, lay for a while
this bench bears teenage burnt letters
and this glass-top roof carries the sky
just for me, carries the sky
Why isn't the rain just like in the books
melting the strains that bound down our shoulders
some things are right here, the battering sound
the drift in my bones, the sour ground
I'll take the long way, as soon as it clears
down to the creek that once brisked our trodden
and bounce off your name like rocks on the water
fade out your frame like rocks in the water.
And I'll take the long way home
And I'll take the long way home
And I'll take as long as it takes to get home.
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