String on the Finger - [7.26.06]
Do you see that photo over there?
The one where I'm holding so tight
On to your arm, your heart
Just a few moments later and twenty-one
The miles between here and there were right
The doubtful romance language tore us apart
And now we're here
Two years from where we started
Wishing on that string tied to my finger
Reminding me to love you
I'm waiting and writing for you
Remembering New Orleans nights and blue-jean days
Sketching down sunrises and songs
Nightswimming, whether right or wrong
We will make it through
And now we're here
Farther than the miles left behind
And I'm giving you the string from my finger
For you to remember me, remember us by
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