Holes in your letters
I’m teething the tether that ties us together
Like moths in your sweater
What color the grass is
My memory lapses
I’m sorting through past tense
Like paper and plastic
Oh, Sadie come back, back, back to me
What color the grass is
My memory lapses
I’m sorting through past tense
Like paper and plastic
The holes in your letters
I’m teething the tether that ties us together
I’m the moth in your sweater
Oh, Sadie come back, back, back to me
Oh, Sadie
