Question

Love was something like water
Something we'd never realized
Yes, love was something like water
Something we'd never realized we could miss

I saw you trace the names of strangers
Carved into this rock
Remembering the ones who came before
Ain't an easy thing to do

Question: how often do you touch
And stop to consider it, the simple question
What does it mean to me if what I feel would be
So suddenly released

I saw you trace the names of strangers
Carved into a stone
Remembering the ones who came before
Ain't an easy thing to do

As I made my way back
I couldn't shake the thought
That what I'd seen there was really
Nothing but my own mind
But if that were true
How could it be that I
Found the residue of dust
Clinging to my skin



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