Arc

We were in an awful fight and a bee stung your cheek I couldn't remember how to breathe the air anymore I have a crush on you or maybe it's just the way You don't seem ashamed to say whatever you need to say I can't remember when we last hugged goodbye I decided not to try I can't remember when the story lost its arc (One two three four five six seven eight Count the days until it's too late) Swinging belly down arms up (Nine ten double twelve thirteen on the shelf Lover gives and lover takes away) You had a cotton hat but that's all and the wind picked up It might have been going twenty miles over an hour The tree in our front yard lost a branch So you spent all day trimming leaves And fielding nosy questions from passersby I can't remember when we last hugged goodbye I decided not to try I can't remember when the story lost its arc (One two three four five six seven eight Count the days until it's too late) Swinging belly down arms up (Nine ten double twelve thirteen on the shelf Lover gives and lover takes away) We took a blanket to the cemetery Sun drenched capillary Fine branched vessels form a network Of something special Some sort of lever up or down A fight forgotten is a hazy sort of rotten Over ripened, the fruit of our labor softened Pour everything you've got into the yard And take it hard when the Neighbors ask what happened to the garden I can't remember when we last hugged goodbye I decided not to try I can't remember when the story lost its arc (One two three four five six seven eight Count the days until it's too late) Swinging belly down arms up (Nine ten double twelve thirteen on the shelf Lover gives and lover takes away)