If I live long enough would you still forget?
If I make it through the week, and into next?
Could you almost hear how the story went?
Now embraced by dirt, you'll marry him.
Fall into the weeds, are they not free?
Sleep with the trees.
Would you sleep with me?
Now, I've found someone.
My days are free, the strength of love.
But, in a place I keep, something's wrong.
Fall into the weeks.
Would you lose them all for me?
And is it really free?
Would you?