Still crow valley
Sun risen over
Don't walk out too far
Love recurring
I'm getting older
That's our favorite song
I sit around and groan
While you search and search for home
We'll ring around the rose
I like when you sing
From the backseat
I wake up too fast
Overlooking
In avoidance
That's the spell we cast
Dead iris of a faux
You're uninspired ghost
Has eyes I've seen before