Don’t look at me
Through those frost covered windshields
There’s too much glass separating
Our believes
It’s a town with no sidewalks
It’s becoming harder to stand
Front of me
Her eyelids are wider
Her pupils are dark but soft green
Say we’re free
The grass past my knees
It bit holes in an afternoon
Please wait up again
I’m running I’m climbing
I’m trying to keep up
Without holding it in
These summers are freezing
Memories are wrong
Cut me off
Cut me off
Until I
Cut me off
Cut me off
Until I look like me
It’s too
Hard to look
Through dozens of conversations
That you had in your sleep
Try to dream
Imagination is worth saving
I’m keeping it
Please wait up again
I’m running I’m climbing
I’m trying to keep up
Without holding it in
These summers are freezing
Memories are wrong
Cut me off
Cut me off
Until I
Cut me off
Cut me off
Until I look like me
credits
from Ricketts,
released December 26, 2016
Aaron Moeller: Percussion
Jozef Caldwell: Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Mandolin
Noah Saylor: Guitar
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