saltspring

You called me to tell me that you missed the last ferry Heading to saltspring but that i needn't worry You'd be on the first one come the morning Slept on the beach, in the cold, missing me The dark was getting louder You tried to start a fire Rubbed two sticks together for hours Years gone by Very proustian, this passage of time Well i just found the letter dated august 2nd The one you sent that summer saying this is how you see it We're either growing apart or growing together You set out in the morning and went deep into the country .22 slung over your back and then you shot a bunny And where the hell'd you get a .22 Before i moved you called me, Said you'd be out west and likely wouldn't be returning, That things were getting busy But you'd come and visit once i'd settled into the city Years gone by Very proustian, this passage of time Well i just found the letter dated august 2nd The one you sent that summer saying this is how you see it We're either growing apart or growing together Of all the days i remember with fondness There is one that i am eager to forget That's why i'm here on this very same island To see if our names are still written in the sand I just found the letter dated august 2nd The one you sent that summer saying this is how you see it We're either growing apart or growing together