The night we saw Grandpa
curled up on the floor
with a blanket and a six pack
begging us for more
the heat made us happy
the beer kept us cool
We knew our heads were empty
but our mouths were always full
I forgot how to fall asleep
And I've been half awake for a week
we stared at the sky
and at the wonder of each other,
how we’ve grown since july
and how we’re growing even after
we staggered and swayed with no rush
then laughed ‘til our faces were flushed
you said it’d be light soon
so we sang goodnight to the moon
The wasted nights of lipstick we forgot
I’ve been looking for a heaven that’s hot
Hard to think
we might make it to an age
when we’ll need a blanket in the summer
to sleep on the floor.
In a year we'll be too old to laugh
At the stupid mistakes of our past
I am so sick of my fear of falling,
I can hear more mistakes, they are calling
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