Scrapbook
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A scrapbook on my lap. A soft head on my shoulder
Behind loose plastic pages are some fading photographs
Peculiar fashion styles
In the corner there's a baby
Behind the infant smile is a heart I recognize
What was I doing then? Learning to take some steps
Then walking through adolescence some thousand miles away
And up in heaven God called a meeting. And in the space that was next to mine he chose to write your name
I never understood our weather here. Or how together life and death must dance
But I'll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed
What are the chances
There's the place where the story about us started and took the stage
It's been so many days
And now the bricks are starting to crack
Feels a little weird looking back because some things have changed, some things have died, but somehow you've stayed the same all this time
I never understood our weather here. Or how together life and death must dance
But I'll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed
What are the chances
Some will say that it goes away. I will run and chase it down through that rolling thunder and rain
I will risk my sails and all this boat to be in that storm
Either way I am going to stay
Though the waves will try to pull me away
Either way I am going to stay
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