A year later and Night Moves still plays at work

And I still think of you,

Only this time, Scar Tissue plays too

Which is now your favorite song,

And you flood into my thoughts twice

And I think how we aren’t what we used to be,

How now I am just a black-haired beauty to you

And that you’ll just be a scar left on my heart

A story to tell when I’m drunk

A vinyl I’ll shove in a box and put in the attic

That I was in love and you were just reckless and bored

That I was just fallin’ all over myself

I’ll think of the nights you showed me these songs

And without you even trying,

You foreshadowed us,

You probably had no idea,

And now with the birds I’ll share this lonely viewin’