Then Again, Maybe You Were Right - La Dispute

I spoke too soon, it seems, for you made a home in my dreams.

While I slept you kept running yourself through my head,

Like, «I won’t be dead yet."I said, «You don’t understand.

We had no control.

They stole it;

love’s been so unfair to me.»

«But see, boy, that’s my point.

You must move on.»

Then felt her ghost move in me.

I heard her voice call out my name but this time it faded out — away.

«I'll bury it today.»

So I breathed her name out into a cold, cold room,

Watched her ghost ascend the walls and then dissolve,

«This time I choose to let her go.

I will not let my fear become the only world I’ve ever known.

I know my heart, kiss my mouth, set me free — I’ve wounds to mend.

And we’ll be more than friends, my dear;

I fear I’ve changed my mind again.»

«But boy, you’re too late.

Oh, God, it’s too late.»