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I saw the end at Sarah's house
When we were in the living room
Sharing vinyl by the fire
And I played that song
By the beatles
That I said I would have written for you
If I knew how to write a song
And you climbed into my lap
And you felt so close
Yet so far away
And I could feel the wet
On your face in the darkness
As we held each other
Together there
Unable to fit the pieces back together
Unable to let the pieces go
Unable to give up what
We once were
Once upon a time
Back when everything was beautiful
And nothing hurt
Fuck us for not knowing
How good we had it
Before we lost it
Death by ambition
Death by expectation
Death by obligation
Death by insecurity
Death by pride
Death by shame
Death by childhood trauma
Death by distance in the night
Death by me no longer
Running my fingers through your hair
Death by you no longer
Stepping around the table
And taking my head into your arms
And telling me there's nothing
Nothing to be scared of
Death by us
Not knowing
How good we had it
Before we lost it
Somewhere
Faraway
Deep in the far reaches
Of my mind
Please know
We are still
Waking up on sundays at 1 p.m
Making love
Making breakfast
Making conversation
Making nothing
Of the day
Making everything
Of the day
Somewhere
Faraway
Deep in the far reaches
Of my mind
Please know
It's just me and you
Before anybody knew
Existing in our little world
On glendale lane
And somewhere
Faraway
Deep in the far reaches
Of my mind
Please know
We're slow-dancing to cohen
In my living room
Somewhere
Faraway
Deep in the far reaches
Of my mind
Please know
We're barefoot in the sand
Our faces resting on our knees
Searching for sea glass
Along the shores of antibes
We're wine drunk by the fire
In the bowery lobby
Somewhere
Somewhere faraway
Please know
We realized
How good we had it
And we never lost it