your feet upon the snow dear i knew you could not believe it there was no time to put shoes on you were woken to alarms ring you barely left your blankets to see your neighbors house on fire they were standing right beside it it s difficult believing when you can t tell what you re seeing from debris you and me could start something from backseats behind the trees won t know one thing from debris you and me your feet upon the road dear run between the houses your arms were filled with water without the hesitation to know what your were doing i think people can be perfect when they do not think about it i think people can be perfect from debris you and me could start something from backseats behind the trees we ll know thing from debris you and me staring at nothing for hours and hours run from the evening run with the water from debris you and me you re not above it you re not below it 