Golden Hour

All the love in the world is not enough
For you have a head start
Somewhere in the sparkle of your eye
There's a memory I can't leave behind

In a car, on a train
No shade, I criss-cross every
Voicemail I can't delete
I'm saving up for square one as a
New adult, fresh alone
Heart flies half-mast

And I rush to face the love that shapes me
The way you nod, the way you talk
The silly stuff, the "had to be there" and the
Nagging sense of what we lost
The emboss wears down

And I rush to face the love that shapes me
Golden hour let the tears run free

We love to give
We love to lose
We love to live
We love to die
We sacrifice what we remind
We love to give
We love to lose
We love to live
We love to die
We sacrifice what we remind
The love
All the love in the world is not enough