On August the 1st, 1981
I cycled to Scott's house with a bb gun.
We were almost 12, but we looked 13
He had baby-blue eyes that I shot him between.
Nature provides, for us, a safety net.
Whatever we do, we can never forget.

I live with it every day,
even though we've moved away.
Our yesterdays are on a loop.
A marathon of heart-breaking moments.

The day they found me asleep on the floor,
engine running, closed garage door,
was the day the for-sale sign arrived on the lawn.
Two weeks later and we were gone.
Everyone falls through time, in a funnel it makes.
But I'm staying here inside my biggest mistake.

I live with it every day,
even though we've moved away.
Our yesterdays are on a loop.
A marathon of heart-breaking moments.
I live with it every day.
For every step I have to pay.
The only thing that they can't take-
The guilt that spirals in my wake.

The love I put away.
Like games that children play.
The hearts you choose to break.
Like cars dumped in the lake.
The laugh-lines on your face.
The life I won't embrace.
The cold house I won't leave.
The guests I won't receive.

I live with it every day,
even though we've moved away.
Our yesterdays are on a loop.
A marathon of heart-breaking moments.
I live with it every day.
For every step I have to pay.
The only thing that they can't take-
The guilt that spirals in my wake.