the years (prologue)
Singer:midnight, the
the daddy's girl that became you
flashes of crosswords and chamomile
the years pass like a ferris wheel
tiny fractures in the form
the days we live so much more
we got a little place near the beach
we watch the sailboats out at sea
and we ride along the palisades
love is just a summer day
if you hold too tight it starts to fade
in time will you remember me
for a second we had everything
half awake and sunburned. searching vines of summer. aimless and upwards.