you used to walk alone, through and endless sea of salt
covered by the sun, and your mother's dying calls
cradling the remains of your bedsheets
stopping every once in a while to check if your still free
in the night i called you from my stubborn sleep
but you were locked up with your herd of sheep
there is space in between us know
and im muttering about ice town
i used to ride my bike through the cloudy green
as the rain fell down, i was muttering, it was the last scene
of a movie that was never resolved
i saw your whispering frame on the empty street
you moved slowly away, and i imagined a hypothetical meeting
where i am not antarctica
and you are closer than i ever thought
in the night i called you from my stubborn sleep
but you were locked up with your herd of sheep
there is space in between us know
and im muttering about ice town
i first met ben mccormick at my middle school geography bee. thank goodness i dropped my guitar pick next to him. he picked it up and said "do you like eric clapton?" the rest is history :-) Will Orchard
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