Friday, October 1, 2010


We used to think being clever was it
The main thing
In the easy safety of those cynical days
And the music
We claimed for ourselves alone
Like the airwaves spoke only to our private dreams
The ones we locked up against the world
But then lost the keys for
And when I said you looked older
We both lost something
Without really knowing why or what it meant
Until the years taught us to forget
What we were
And made us what we needed to be

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