The Shins - The Weird Divide lyrics

rate me

several days a month you made

the mile to my house,

and had me do a stroll with you.

far below a furry moon

our purposes crossed

the weird divide

between our kinds

the silver leaves of ailing trees

took flights as we passed so long ago

but a short time i know.

it pleases me this memory

has swollen up with age.

even time can do

good things to you.