I keep thinking about
all of those things we were going to do some day, somehow.
Now I'm barely leaving the house.
What did you do with my forward motion now?
I'm thinking about cutting my hair - look at it, standing up everywhere.
You used to hide your face in it.
Where did you go with my forward motion?
You said "You can stay the night".
I said "No no no, well alright".
That's how this started.
Hey, next time you're in town,
you should come around.
We're not finished yet. No.
Last Christmas time we went camping on a dry red
river bank.
That night I saw the stars dance.
What did you do with my forward motion?