the stories that we tell

the stories that we tell each other never end

 perfect darkness 
 perfect light

the stories that we tell each other never end

i won't tell anyone i saw you 
i won't be around while you're 
 forgetting 
 who you are and
 where you came from or 
 if your friends are 
watching me

knot

wurds

eny muire

it wasn't yer wurds 
toucht me
eny wai

ghost girl

cornered in the garage
trying to break the cycle
find the end of the wave

the weird resonance 
amplified by silence

i remember you
 from before

i know you
 better than i realized

on the forest floor
 on the backwater

they told me you were dead
 a long time ago

and all this time you've
 been haunting me

 you wanted me
 you said "for ever"
 and you 
 kept talking about that
Sunday

 when we could
 and you would 
 let me

yesterday