I know you know, it felt just like a joke
I show, you don’t and now we’re talking
And I know your ghost, I see her through the smoke
She’ll play her show and you’ll be watching
And if history’s clear, someone always ends up in ruins
And what seemed like fate becomes, “What the hell was I doing?”
And Babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine
Do you miss mine?
Do you miss (us, us?)
Well I felt it, you held it
Do you miss (us, us?)
Wonder if you regret
The secret of (us, us)
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
Well I know you know it felt like something old
It felt like something holy like souls bleeding, so
It felt like what I’ve known, you’re 29 years old
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history’s clear, the flames always end up in ashes
And what seemed like fate, give it ten months and you’ll be past it (past it)
Babylon lovers hanging missed calls on the line
I gave you mine
Do you mind? (Us, us)
Well I felt it, you held it
Do you miss (us, us?)
Wonder if you regret
The secret of (us, us)
Us (us), us (us), us
That night you were talking false prophets and profits
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets
You never read up on it, shame could’ve learned something
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you (how ironic)
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
You’re incomparable, fuck it was chemical
You plus me was
(Us, us) Us
Well I felt it, you held it
Do you miss (us, us?)
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Mistaken for strangers
The way it was, was
The pain of, the reign of
The flame of (us, us)
The outline, well, sometimes
Do you miss (us, us?)
The best kind, well, sometimes
Do you miss us?
Red Rocks, thank you so much
We love you more than anything, thank you
Good night!
Gracie, Gracie, Gracie, Gracie, Gracie