Early Eyes

The Basement

Early Eyes


It was never just our home
But I'll sure miss you in my window
It was never just some rose
The flowers won't bloom if spring turns slow

And the sun
Came too quickly
And for once
I don't like how it feels

Wrapped in ribbon and ripped clothes
They won't stop the summer from feeling so cold
I'm afraid to return to what we know
Without you there in my window

And the sun
Came too quickly
And for once
I don't like how it feels
And the sun
Came too quickly
And for once
I don't like how it feels

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