"Make amends"

Not the end

Cause in the end I started thinking about the beginning

I think I’ll call her

Perfect strangers

She's wearing dresses on the borderline (look again)

This liberation is the one they'll love for ages

And we were never being boring

And we were never holding back or worried that

Honey i'm just trying to make some friends

No more Boston no more Nashville no more Oakland

And there's people everywhere

Just need a rest just need your friends

then our world will end

listen through the script of prayers

I've been leaning on tradition

With the dead

Your nates purple and raw brillo pads scour and cleanse

Scourabrasescruberase

But all I got are these roses to give

Now that it's over

So here's where my story ends

I let me down