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I once thought that spring meant growing
Where the winters were stark
And the summers hot
I once felt like blooming made up
For a lack of growth
In all of the things I'm not
I set a trap under a tree
To catch the good in me that wants to leave
Let the worst in
Take the best out
Like a cocoon
It's true that I missed you
I felt that I was never built to fold
So I sit and I watch as my father gets old
And his hair turns grey
More and more each day
I'm seeing graves in the ways that I'm losing friends
And I don't want to make belief
Or to pretend that's how it goes
So I'm told
Could you crease and fold
I set a trap under a tree
To catch the good in me that wants to leave
Let the worst in
Take the best out
Like a cocoon
You can bloom
When the worst is in
Take the best things out
Because you know it's true
That I missed you
Yeah, I missed you