i fell asleep on blanket under a tree in the afternoon i felt the birds sing and i felt your footsteps i felt vibrations of the train i fell asleep in a smoky apartment dinner was left on the stove the kitchen looked like it always did under the light of a heavy heart tell me about a year ago by the house i used to draw when i was bored or sturdy or uncomfortable or serious or calm because i find it strange that no one here has died yet neither of us have died yet tell me about three years ago by the house where we would dance when we were bored daves arts still on the walls constantly reminding that no one here has died yet neither of us has died yet