we spin the same circles
and touch the same skins
it should smell like familiar
but now we\'re just homesick
and ghosts will never be
the new
new
old would be nice
it\'s a song we could dance to
but our feet wrote too much
so damned awkward
on paper
now we cry and just hum
all the tunes
I know you can live without
yesterday after
it\'s all pictures in boxes
that never made albums
cardboard and frameless
we\'re smiling forever
in tombs
they\'ll say do you remember
and no one will leave roses
there\'s only one mourner
she mouths words without music
and wishes she never
knew
that she knew
and I always loved you
but the lights in the driveway
grin from the windows
and pull at my seams
until I
unraveled
pack it away like the clothes
we outgrew
home
isn\'t home
anymore