Hemingway (Dear Hope) [Demo]

Read a book on Hemingway

To pass the long ride home

Paris on my aeroplane

Turns my thoughts to you

Absent-mindedly, I made him wear your sweater

Gifted him your hands

I seem to spell your name

No matter what the letters

It's just something that I do

You said don't cry, baby

Someday soon

Space between us will move

I can't seem to shake it yet

The dust is still settling

From the bed I made

In which I lay

You're no longer in

We can hold it far enough away

To keep it close enough to stay

Oh, me and my boy, Hemingway

That's all we ever do

Don't cry, baby

Someday soon

The space between us will move

So will you

Don't cry, baby

Someday soon

The space between us will move