Weeks after we had moved
We were still stumbling through tufts of hair and grass and
Managed to cover our arms in these things
Remember how we used to chip hands instead of
Shaking them
Shaking them
And we buried a friend
Grottos and riverbends
Happy to be in this place
But no it won't last long it won't last long it won't last long it won't last long it won't last long it won't last long it won't last
One good day, that's all that we asked for was one good day
One good day, that's all that we asked for was one good day
Remember how we used to talk, I remember how we used to
Make it up
Make it up
Make it up
Make it up