My father always said
To get out of my head
Maybe he meant to see what's next to me
A beautiful three
With their roots extending
I hope forever
Happily

And I feel bad
That anyone has To explain
Like Pat after a fight onstage
With his brother

And especially
The backtracking
On the days like
I should have gotten the balloons
Like I said I would I

Well I ran to the store
To pick whites and sparkles and gold
To have a night forever told

We ran to the store
My love and I
And met an angel in disguise
Who's doing a million things
All at once

I'm so glad love walked home with her
The two of them
Moving down the street and

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Writer(s): Austin Tufts, Katherine Lee, Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Bonner Smith