the dream from seedling by Rachel Rosemarie

Last night I saw you on stage
This morning I let my pour over breathe
I won’t be driving there again
And we won’t sit riverside sipping coffee

There are some things that friendship’s just not
And I cannot call you at any hour now
I’m not waiting for you to get off work

I won’t know how it turns out
I’ll never be the one by your side still
I'll never see you and hear
How something is wrong or that something worked out

AndIi’m not a spaceship
But I’ve gotten away from my roots
And earth, way up from here
Looks soft like your arms

Last night I saw you on stage
Thought of the first time rushed on a Thursday
The photos you once took of me
The freedom anonymous in a new city

And I’m not a shadow
But I’ve lost myself without the sun
And I’m not the invention
That I once thought that I was

Last I saw you on stage
I remembered how seen I felt in your embrace
And I wished for the end of my days
I wished the end of my earthly memories

But I’m not of fate’s hand
And l’ll stay as long as I should
I’m not one of fate’s hands
And I’ll stay

Last night I saw you on stage
Thought of the first time in your embrace and I

• Folk
• fingerpicking
• sing-songwriter
• songwriter
• synths
• Philadelphia