Weeks
If I live long enough would you still forget?
If I make it through the week, and into next?
Could you almost hear how the story went?
Now embraced by dirt, you'll marry him

Fall into the weeds, are they not free?
Sleep with the trees
Would you sleep with me?

Now, I've found someone
My days are free, the strength of love
But, in a place I keep, something's wrong

Fall into the weeks
Would you lose them all for me?
And is it really free?
Would you?