They say it burns in the end,
So I held on to what you said,
In my dreams, in my heart,
I kept it tucked under my bed.

In the days of my youth,
I cringed at all they said of you,
They pinched my arms they hit my chest,
Said some words I could not rest,

Not at all, not even once,
I died to see what would come of us.


from Tents, track released September 12, 2013



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