seven

Please picture me in the trees

I hit my peak at seven

Feet in the swing over the creek

I was too scared to jump in but I I was high

In the sky

With Pennsylvania under me

Are there still beautiful things

Sweet tea in the summer

Cross your heart won't tell no other

And though I can't recall your face

I still got love for you

Your braids like a pattern

Love you to the moon and to Saturn

Passed down like folk songs

The love lasts so long

And I've been meaning to tell you I think your house is haunted

Your dad is always mad and that must be why

And I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates

Then you won't have to cry or hide in the closet

And just like a folk song

Our love will be passed on

Please picture me in the weeds

Before I learned civility I used to scream ferociously

Any time I wanted

Sweet tea in the summer

Cross my heart won't tell no other

And though I can't recall your face I still got love for you

Pack your dolls and a sweater

We'll move to India forever

Passed down like folk songs

Our love lasts so long