I hate to see you go
Bring you down from the mountain
Before it snows
Rescue effort underway alone
From a cozy room and disconnected phone
I know the paint is worn
Newer windows stabbed in walls
Won’t keep you warm
I can almost hear you calling out
From that shoreline
Where we both waste the coolest time
The promise bulbs in the ground
In the springtime we’ll light fires
And release your sound
But for now neglect just flows
And I don’t ever need to know
I hate to see you go.
And though we hate to see you go
Who will get you to the show?

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