The telescope

Rainy days, it's the end of summer
I'm locking myself inside of my room
I pressed my eye to that telescope
I thought what I saw was you
But you were just steam coming off of the road
The same stretch that runs right by home
It will take you to my front door
And you'll say:
"Hey babe, are you ready for the world?

We won't look back

So we walked until our feet were bloody
And we spoke until our ears grew warm
You felt in your heart a certain safety
With all your goodbyes, you were finally adored
But I was just steam coming off of the road
The same stretch that plowed right through your home
I pinned a note to your front door
It read:
"Hey babe, are you ready ready for the war?"

I killed my rage and I turned around
I saw you sitting inside of my house
With my books and your tears and your glowing hope
Looking at me through that old telescope
Because we're just a dream
Pumping through broken hearts
We're ripped at the seams and were covered in scars
But we will follow that map just like we planned
and we will put down that "x" wherever you and I land