How did we meet, you and me?
Did a tornado force us beneath the surface where
We had no other choice?
Or was it in clean air when you said your clean name
And my dirty hand caught it.
Blue wilderness bends—it withers
But I’ve never been understood.
How did we meet, you and me?
Did a tornado force us beneath the surface where
We had no other choice?
Or was it in clean air when you said your clean name
And my dirty hand caught it.
Blue wilderness bends—it withers
But I’ve never been understood.