Basement - Crickets Throw Their Voice
you’re still in my head.
my mind’s convinced that you never left.
I’m counting down till I see you next.
I still compare everything to your silhouette.
how can I forget what is perfect?
The strangest part is what’s gained from loss,
And to lose what’s lost,
And to gain what’s not.
But you took me in with open arms,
Because only time and love move this world along.
