Blossomer

The cherry blossom start

A summer with all the bugs

We stumble out for air

Like we've never seen the world

The tags inside our collars

Cut them out for good

And wash them till they're soft

I can tell

You're gonna leave a mark on me

All as well

We're weaning off cetirizine

The skin we lost is settled

In corners we don't go

And growing like the guilt

Of never calling home

I can tell

You're gonna leave a mark on me

All as well

We're weaning off cetirizine

I can tell

You're in it till you can't be seen

For a while

And then we're trading allergies