Into it. over it.

Ravenswood

Into it. over it.
For a moment, I'm seeing you too clear.
I'm fighting back your tears with simple spirits and jokes,
but in the lines between what I read and your seat
I don't have it in me anymore
to tell you I've had too much to tell you it's time to leave.

Because that was then, and this is now.
Because truth be told, we have weirded out everyone we know.

It's probably for the best,
I never write your name by mine.
But I can't just spell that out this time -
It's true, so now I'm telling you it's on the finest fine blue.

Because that was then, and this is now.
So let's figure it out and write it down -
Let's keep one last secret from everyone we know.

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