Walk With Me - Memoryhouse

It started when we were younger

Beneath the lead eyes of the city skyline

We gave ourselves to the current

A surface unswayed in our wake

I rest my head on your shoulder

And dreamt we were gone, but our names remained

Felt the pulse of the water

And left behind all my old ways

This life could be graced with symmetry

Walk with me, do you walk with me?

I can’t forget the place this started

Walk with me, will you walk with me?