You can tear up the concrete of my old home
And leave me nothing but the soil
But when the planes go overhead
I'll remember everything I ever said
And everything I didn't
All that I contributed

Do you see coffee stains in your hands now
Or are you young enough to pretend they'll never be there?
Do you dread to walk across stages
Phases
Or new places
Breathe the air instead of turning the pages
And swear that you don't wanna leave

In the spring pay attention
To the leaves and to the time
There I am
And in that silence
There you are again