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There is a picture of Jeff, me, and you Standing on the docks of Long Beach Harbor Like we had discovered it or conquered it on our own As though we were spanish explorers claiming it for the queen My hair was longer then It was right before the Fourth Of July My brother's birthday in 2006 Our lives were packed into our car We could have gone anywhere We had torn roots, we were unbound We were seeking truth There was beauty everywhere Endless possibilities to tie ourselves to In the coming months, thing would come undone And our carefully laid plans were laid to rest But I would not trade it all for a chance to try again I wore it instead, I hung it around me until [Repeat x4:] I could not fit myself into, I could not fit myself into I could not fit myself into, that frame anymore When we came back home, we were so lost It was a while before we saw beauty anywhere