It is called "Song Of 27" by Richard Buckner.
Though I may be miles away from her with years that pass w/o a word. I've never seen a
moon so high. Her name hangs down from here tonight. Put your lil hand away.
I've seen such needy days before. On nights like this my hope returns, though I may
be miles away from her.
(A locket just for good luck, a pocket knife for long nights, and a sleepy lil dreamer/ still miles to
27 take me home and pour that last year down my throat. The days will face and the nights
will burn, though I may be miles away from her.
I see her in the doorway, staring a hole through it all;
The first of many fits and the last one was, the last one was...
So check your lock and close your eyes and when you wake up I'll be alright. Never tell them
where it hurts. Keep your bullet safe inside. The wind has wept and the sky is slurred. But
we slept through the sunrise too. I'm dreaming still of who we were. Though I may be miles
away from her.
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