She read to me, book down between her knees
Tug at the orange ribbon in her air
And I knew I would wash off too
I said, “You are my way, you are my road, you are my way home.”
And it felt true when I held you close
When you go away from me, I will pray for the first time in my life
Circle back, circle all around, circle back to me."
Forget-me-not blues are springin’ up, but I wash off
He says he loves me, he will not see
Transient, temporary me, perennial everything
I’d leave marks on your skin, but I wash off
I said, “You are my way, you are my road, you are my way home.”
And it felt true with my eyes closed
When you go away from me, I will pray for the last time in my life
Circle back, circle all around, circle back to me.”
She read to me, book down between her knees
Tug at the orange ribbon in her air
And I knew I would wash off too
And it comes to me
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
There’s something beautiful in that moment before
Tragedy comes a-knockin’ at your door.
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