Seeds were parting at your touch
Wild fruit were falling from the buds
We parted at the foot of the park and you were gone
Gone
You climbed towers with a broken hand
We taped towels to the window trim
We parted at the foot of the park and you were gone
Gone
Writer(s): Elizabeth Provencher, Stephane Carreau, Jason Neil Attwill
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