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Nine

I recall once on the church steps,

When I moved to kiss your chest,

How we paid such close attention

To each sweet and stuttered breath,

I shouldve stopped to paint our picture,

Captured honest pure affection,

Just to document the difference

between attraction and connection.I can see all of my friends and

I break into empty buildings,

When the coast was clear,

With backpacks full of beer,

Wed throw our bottles from the rooftops

At this city - it looked endless.

Guess I still dont see the difference

between real purpose and that urgent adolescence.And I remember in a basement sharing sweat

With all these stranger boys and girls,

Well change the world! We sang,

Well change the world! But

Nothing seems to change and

They say none of them will listen,

But I still see much more power in that basement

than in heartless politicians.And if we get beaten by this winter,

If we get strangled by regret, just

Let our love of life and tension

Gasp in sweet and stuttered breaths, and

Have them lay us in a basement,

Smash some bottles on the ground, and

Say we could never tell the difference

between the feeling and the sound.Remember not our faulty pieces,

Remember not our rusted parts,

Its not the petty imperfections that define us but

The way we hold our hearts,

And the way we hold our heads,

I hope they write your names beside mine

on my gravestone when Im dead.

And when were dead let our voices carry on

To find a better song

To find a better song and sing along

Sing along

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