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
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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