Roots Before Branches

Boardwalk

It's the fifties, kid.
Romance is thriving, alive and well.
Just make sure we conceal everything we did.
God only knows how heavenly we've made this hell.
Sunsets happen so late this time of year,
Throwing a golden hue into your eyes,
You don't know how happy I am to be here,
Even though I know, when we see the sun again, this love dies.

Why did we get so tangled up in this?
But I have no regrets.
This love is my only wish,
Oh, how I love putting the universe to the test.

I like kisses on the boardwalk,
I like pretending we're everything we're not.
Taking me to places I have not been,
Showing me places I have not seen.
I wonder will we ever be more than lust,
Could this paradise ever pull you in to trust,
To trust me and the words I speak,
I promise, this secret is safe with me.

"Don't fix what isn't broken",
I've heard them say that once or twice.
But, they don't know my heart's been frozen,
They're skating on the valves of such delicate ice.
This is the place that was once our boardwalk,
Where, hours on end, we would just talk.
You, about your days as a cashier worker in the city,
And I, about my paranoia always creeping up behind me.

Two mirror images in love,
It's more than enough,
Enough to taint the purest of the pure.
Tangled liked barbed wire in our pages that keep on turning,
We kiss, as we laugh,
Smoke rises from their eyes burning.
Nobody wanted this to work,
So, my heart broke.

And nobody understands what we once had,
It's what they're all looking for.
Without you, this lifetime's been a drag,
I never knew I didn't feel loved before.
We'll probably never cross paths again,
Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if you're long dead.
It has been seventy years, after all,
But, I wish I could give you a call.
One last dance on our boardwalk would have been nice,
It would've been closure, perfect closure to both of our lives.