There was something connecting us
Surely, not fate at all
But something that frayed as we grasped for each other
A fuse
A thorn pierced me with our slight passing
But I didn’t ever think to take it out
Even the pain is dear to me
Goodbye to you, flower of my unraveled days
A bouquet of days I spent dreaming
Oh, even this withered and dry, you’re still beautiful
Somewhere, you were likely watching the future
Pretending yours was the same as mine, when it couldn’t have been more different
The memories we planted
All over town
Have now sprouted and grown
So I can’t even walk
At the exact time
We think that they’re beautiful
The view will immediately blur away
So I can’t bear to watch
Yeah
Where will we go from here?
If we can be as we were before, then until…
Oh, until I pull this dear thorn out, I think we’ll be together
There was something connecting us
Surely, so that it wouldn’t break the two of us
It broke itself instead
Goodbye to you, flower of my unraveled days
A bouquet of days I spent dreaming
Oh, even this withered and dry, you’re still beautiful
Fuse