“The Sun”
After school
Walking home
Fresh mud underneath my fingernails
And we can smell prohibited asphalt
Cars cackle to the hindrance to let me pass
And we cannot remember
What hold up was similar to by photographs
Trying to reconstruct images hold up gives us from the past
And infrequently it’s the unhappy song
But we cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So blissful we met you
Take my exhale away
Make [...]