“But this is the thing about beauty. It's all based on things that are finite. For the time that I have spent here I have seen this and I have witnessed it and I have enjoyed it. And to think, to think! It could all be gone like that. That is beauty.” Breaking my branches, the taste of birch beer Something medicinal, something queer The sun cadmium yellow, the sky Prussian blue The air sentimental as I rush to you And the trail stretches into infinity And the trail blazes marked on every tree And we echo, bounce from leaf to leaf And I miss it, wish you were here with me Can I watch you draw? Beach towel fibers overhead, waterlogged Caught in a midday storm, I'll mirror your footfalls Face first in the gashed earth, you pull me back up When I run on empty you fill up my cup And the trail stretches into infinity And the trail blazes marked on every tree And we echo, bounce from leaf to leaf And I miss it, wish you were here with me Can I watch you draw? And I thought that the last time I wrote of this Would've been years ago But I can't help but feel like a part of me has melted Like fresh fallen snow Do you remember the night by the fire I said I could never be mad at you Well please know that I meant it I'm not mad we grew up I'm just sad that you're far And the trail stretches into infinity And the trail blazes marked on every tree And we echo, bounce from leaf to leaf And I miss it, wish you were here with me Can I watch you draw? Breaking my branches, the taste of birch beer Something medicinal, something queer Can I watch you draw?
“The sun cadmium yellow, the sky Prussian blue” is that a byler reference?? Or vikingpilot?? Or?? this song man.
