Last night I found myself weeping for all I have yet to lose
For things I wish for safe keeping, for all I have yet to prove
You gave me your porcelain shoulder
I cried for time and getting older
I cried for the wasted years
I cried for my unconquerable fears
This restless heart, what a wretched mess
It needs a bigger chest
All the love and all the hate
Growing more and less and less
You say you love me but I know
There are rooms in you I’ll never go
Do not disturb signs, doors locked shut
Passwords I could never guess with the best of luck
I guess the root of every moment and every memory
Is how you choose to remember it, oh how will you remember me?
Carrying mountains upon my back
A piece of fiction turned to fact
Binoculars to help you see
Or the sea foam that I used to be
Last night I found myself weeping for all I have yet to lose
For things I wish for safekeeping, for mountains I have yet to move
You gave me your severed ear
I treaded water in a pool of tears
I cried for who we used to be
I wept for you and I wept for me.
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