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Rusty: Graveled street held together by the shadow of trees. In between each one it's so far. I was alone and walked back to the car, surrounded by people I used to know. I waited on a broken sidewalk for you. There wasn't a single friend inside. I can think of so many reasons to keep hoping, but that night I couldn't think of one.

Drew: All night I lie here analyzing your every move. These false accusations, I can't take them. End them now. Come to a halt as of now. This force feeds me just the right amount of anger to fuel this flame of hate. We'll converge, we'll converge as one.

Rusty: Graveled street held together by the shadow of trees. In between each one it's so far. I was alone and walked back to the car, surrounded by people I used to know. I waited on a broken sidewalk for you. There wasn't a single friend inside. I can think of so many reasons to keep hoping, but that night I couldn't think of one.

Drew: All night I lie here analyzing your every move. These false accusations, I can't take them. End them now. Come to a halt as of now. This force feeds me just the right amount of anger to fuel this flame of hate. We'll converge, we'll converge as one.

Left alone in fields burned golden.
And houses rusted to the dirt
Sunsets moving in and out of our lives
And I think that we miss them too often.
We tear ourselves apart each day
And every morning it is hard to find reasons to move.
But I do it anyway aware each time of my choices, hopes, and fucking dreams.
And so many times I am left with nothing at all,

Rusty: I walked under the thought and hope that maybe this night would end, that maybe someone would come out of the woodworks and kiss me godbye. The groups of kids are dying, she screamed, and all I did was agree and disagree millions and millions of times. The extinction of a friendship is not an abrupt happening; it is truly a fade or dissolve. Phone calls more brief and the hugs, hellos and times we aren't screaming at the roof leave us so fast. I stood there with millions wavering around, and I swear when I saw you I almost fell down. The cays tire and the heights conclude. We spoke and one time she said "kiss me through the computer screen."

Drew: He reaches out and so many pull away and the ones that do reach out for him he pulls away from. Roots from the tree inside of him. They pull his hand away. The ones that reach out for him, he pulls away from. A sapling grows up from his body, from the green and brown grass below through his body a tree grown and the oak breaks him apart. He reaches out as the leaves fall. Fall apart. He is forced to pull back, never fully connecting. "Kiss me through the computer screen." Live up to everything I ever thought of you.

we wanted to make new memories, riding down street corners and watching telephone wires.
it seemed like a sea of life, and i was right next to you.
we laughed so loud and i held onto your hand so tight.
we wanted to make new memories, riding down street corners and watching telephone wires.
it seemed like a sea of life, and i was right next to you.
we laughed so loud and i held onto your hand so tight.
the lights are out and i can say i can breath again.
we are new memories. we are new memories, kid.

these transistions like long questions
farther and farther away from late nights and bike rides
back then I never knew how I felt
or what's important, that was years ago..
its when the people you care about are finally gone
that things come into perspective
we're not lost, we're just apart
and there are words that won't come through

Concrete!
The lights never seem to dim at night with you.
And the street lights are so bright.
They always pave the black concrete roads with a hope that I cannot describe.
Sitting at picnic tables,
Apartments broken and chipped paint holding doors and walls together.
Men and women crying alone, through windows, for no reason alone.
Holding on to themselves.

We spoke in ruined tongues, our words illegible. We were merely two disfigured kids holding hands in the dark, as if this was our only unspoken connection. And I wanted to feel the pain you had whispered about moments before. And the back of the truck was cold and you had put your head down, and I all I wanted to do was move across the flat bed and lift your head up, and kiss you right there with nothing but the city street in movement. And I wanted to do was something, I'm always like that, I never do or say anything. My actions are forever mute, I wish you could understand what is going on in my heart right now, it makes no sense.

In these shadowless nights
And hallways alone
With weakness falling through
The cracks from our black swollen eyes
If I could break my own heart,
I would have by now
But it's these long walks alone
That do it quite well for me.

That night he looked down off the balcony and watched the one lamp post turn on. He watched the black pavement and put his head down. I used to get so much hope from these things, he thought. Hope came from people and he knew it. i wondered about her and if her phone was working. I'm glad I never called? How come I feel so let down all the time? He came home and understood or actually relieved the exact same moments from the year before. He climbed out of his window and started down the block. He wished he was running by trees in stead of houses, and he wished ???

"This moment is all I have."

He stopped 5 blocks away from his house and gave up. He walked home and let himself go. I can't stand you, I thought to myself. I hate being this age and I hate the fact that I will never be content with being alone. I walked past the TV and the bookshelf and the neighborhood lights and knew somewhere there was something out there. Something more than this.

"This moment is all I have."

transition should never be a familiar feeling
and it's when we move farther and farther apart that we talk about growing up
when I'm 100 I will remember everything about that room
there will always be that group of friends
there will always be that summer
there will always be those ideas
there will always be those songs