Your House

I drove down the road today
The road that leads to your house
It's December now
So everything is dying
It's been months since I've taken these roads
They're still so familiar
I still recognize every turn, every hill
Every crack and hole in the road
I have memorized these roads
Burned them into my brain
In hopes that I can come down them again
Just to see you
It's December now
Everything is dying
Just like I did
Just like I did

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It's about remembering.