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-Old Salt & Crystal Ball-
I can finally feel the day break upon my face
I’m so glad we ventured to our new place
Before this, I found it too hard to think
Before us, I was told things not to dream
Back in the day, we would have met at the creek,
Would’ve played tag amongst the trees
Your muddy boots and my tattered shoes
Vine rope hops, smiles and flower dew
So many people are worn, they are drips
They try to cling to your bones and fingertips
You can shake them with the sounds of something new
Oh drips, we’re so tired of this through and through
Back in the day, we would have met at the creek,
Would’ve played tag amongst the trees
Your muddy boots and my tattered shoes
Vine rope hops, smiles and flower dew
And as this grows, I think of us as more as pieces
To anyone in the world it would be clear if they could meet us,
That we’re a unique fit all the time
But, I don’t care what they think as long as you’re mine
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