like love letters written in the snow
that thaw away before you even know
you and I
framed by a dying sun
the one you thought i'd be
we'd set each other free
mountain morning greet the day
you wanted to leave and I wanted to stay
and our tongues did tie a dozen knots
and our love we left to rot
back in our ancient history
but when our dreams did weave a shade
we lived outside of time
and when our dreams did weave a shade
mine was yours was mine
molding million dollar bills swim in your eyes
and your mouth
out they spill
you're speaking in a foreign tongue
your younger dreams have died
and your photos won't remind you
time has blurred all the details from your face
you can recall that you've traveled but you can't recall the place
but a lie can still say what is true
and if I find fault with you
i'm only looking at myself
and when our dreams did weave a shade
we lived outside of time
and when our dreams did weave a shade
mine was yours was mine

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