Vis-à-vis

The balcony in sunlight was a dream of hope and future
Memories we tried to find and make
Make it ours
We made it ours

And I'm sure the need we felt to grow
Much taller than the tallest of it all
Was the reason that we trembled
So we stumbled through old roots
Emerging from the ground that stopped
Growing long ago

The raindrops in the backyard were the perfect little sound
It was the music for the nights we spent together and the
Music for the breaking of our bones
We were the raindrops on the ground, we were everything

I'm sitting outside and watching the storm pass by
The first gleam of fall sinks into the damp mud
Daylight fades so quick it's hard to keep track
How many months have gone by since you left

There's a stranger on the balcony across the yard, smoking a cigarette
And for this one moment it seems she's the only person truly alive

The wind breaths and relieves the sycamore of its last leaves
And as they part, hitting the ground one by one
They will all be the same
Lose its color
Lose its shape
We will all be the same

(I look up into the sky, this fall wind's different than last year)
We will all be the same
But all the blooms we chose
(A white veil encloses my tired body)
Lose their color, lose their shape
Anyway, we'll do it again
(I feel so young again, it is different this time)
We will all be the same
Blossom like roses
(I miss you)
Lose their color, lose their shape
(And I always will)
I'm sorry for everything
We will all be the same