One by one the naming's done the modest ways to stitch the days

Last-minute tickets for the train
The window dusty streaked in rain
The napkin when you ate a peach
Your sneakers sandy from the beach
The carousel we went around
The chime in wind that made a lonely sound
Our beach umbrella's cooling shadows
The rocks so smooth that they remind you that time passes

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So let me name them let me make them let me take them
Give me
Something I can hold, I can hold, I can hold
Like your hand, like your soul

The clock that marked the silent hours
The empty vase that once held flowers
The photo with your distant eyes
The teapot that kept whistling as you tried not to cry

Chorus

One by one the naming's done the modest ways to stitch the days
The things you grip and the hours that slip
Side by side can they abide

Your watermelon ring is what you called it
Wisps of green around a dime-store garnet
Our summer fruit it grew ripe and withered
Can you freeze time upon a finger

Chorus

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