If you take the path, I’ll meet you on it
Spring the flashlight and I will bring the blanket
If it’s cold we’ll build ourselves a fire
Oh and lay our memories right down beside us
Rent us back the weary sky above us
Oh and with their lights they surely did deceive us
In my head know that it’s all worth it
Oh but in my heart sometimes I forget to feel it
Oh there’s so, so beside these young bones
And on my old soul
Friend, I said I think I’m starting over
Oh who I was and now I’m not, I lost her
And if we meet again before the Sun sets
Oh maybe we could somehow learn our lesson
Oh there’s so, so beside these young bones
And on my old soul
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