PERSON

who have you created me to be?

a person whose heart travels so much

at the thought of a man who is obsessed with singing

IT DIDN'T USE TO BE THIS WAY.

and this is me talking to you, yeah

ALL THE SAME PLACES

i think places, too, are something special in your heart.

as the light bulbs sway gently in the frozen breeze

i have internet today, so i'll engrave.

there's no story that takes place without a place.

i've danced in this place, with only a security camera to testify.

and "garland" is where my love story took place,

where you wrote it for me.

comely on my cheeks.

my garland of thorns.

all the same places,

all the same songs.

that they would put faith in geography

to keep you in their memory