Collectors

I collect your souvenirs every day
The pages you toss out
The ones you save
Your neighborhood nicknames
The words that you erase
Your neighborhood nicknames
All the things I save
We’ll tally up the parts of our love
It’s getting heavy, heavy
The more we collect, the slower our step
Trying to keep it steady
You collect my souvenirs every day
And will you give back everything you take?
The dark branches of my family tree
My midnight insecurities
The dark branches of my family tree
You collect from me
We’ll tally up the parts of our love
It’s getting heavy, heavy
The more we collect, the slower our step
Trying to keep it steady