Pets and the sound of pets
And the subtlety of traffic jams
When building a glass friend
We posted pictures of everyone we've known
Traveling without guides

I didn't know
A thing you said
Barking like dogs
Topping balloons as to avoid the downfall

Dancing old linen
And crooked eye hole cuts
We walked in steps of math
And now in closet candlelight
Writing songs for ghosts to haunt to