a time overfull with time
but it always ends too soon

clinging, crab walking, we croon
show tunes and make our last climb
out of the watering hole
with everything we learned there
our full heights in open air
and our low seats on the knoll

you tell me i’m transcending
and i laugh. that was the plan
wasn’t it? everyone we
ever knew back when we ran
the years we’re remembering
we cross the night like a sea

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