Lyrics

[Verse 1] Evening in the garden Surrounded by fireflies, we'd only just moved in I spent my time alone there reading and planted one thing a day While shoveling the yard, my spade hit a metal box And in it was a diary, the cover, old and frayed [Chorus] It said, "I don't know how much time I have, but I guess we never really do I thought that I would be terrified, but it's worse to watch them watching Sometimes I wish our lives were simpler that we never had to stretch the food That people here would treat my brother well, and that he would know he's good" [Instrumental Interlude] [Verse 2] I laid out all those pages, and in my study, typed them up It was tough to say how old they were, I guessed sixty years at least The boy who wrote these words was an odd and complicated mind But wisdom's often heavier when found before its time [Chorus] He said, "We all get stuck in circles, but nothing moves in perfect lines Connections underlie the things we see, but to nuances, we're blind And I am never singular, I was born a pair, but walk alone My mirror shows the things I'm not, but he helps me feel at home"