It's been 45 day since my brother died
I've been content knowing neither how nor why
"The stars are just a million little fire flies"
Was once in my lost head, when I could cry.
I spent 45 days and you crossed through time
You spent last night near the silver pine
While I'm alive to damn Valentine's
I crossed your t's while you cross my lines,
Show me the courthouse and I'll show you my crime.
And isn't it nice to know that
One year later life still drags me down.
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