Nanuq

All that we built
while shoddy and brief
is molded and wilted and crumbling at our feet
We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country
Unfaithfulness
leaves a nasty scar
but I’ll bear it like a star
We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country
and I can’t lie and say that I will always miss your hand in mineAll that we
built
while shoddy and brief
is molded and wilted and crumbling at our feet
We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country