Buckman

Restless hands, worn-out shoes
Hero made your lips blue
By your bridge, rivers run
People pass, you're still alone
Are you alone

Diving in, childhood pool
This is where you dropped out of school
Carved your name, old park bench
It remains, though you're dead
You're in my head

Portland memories
Haunting me
Buckman bittersweet
Hawthorne heat

And I, oh I, long for this
I, oh I, long for this

Portland memories
Never leave
Buckman bittersweet
Tearing seams

And I, oh I, long for this
I, oh I, long for this



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Justen
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