Mile Marker
Your gaze is like a tiger lily
I can feel your petals brush my shoulder blades
Feels like youth, like warmer weather
Like all the colors run together
Mile Marker
Stepping stone or hearth stone
We're all on our own
When it comes to making peace
My days, I spend them in cafes
Casual conversation, one more cup of coffee
Keeps me hanging 'round
Wearing your insights like hand-me-downs
Somewhere between here and New York City
I noticed that you had turned away
It's giving me that instantly familiar feeling
Razor blades confetti my reason
I play the mending game
Mile marker...
Is this my stepping stone, my hearth stone?
Either way I never meant to put roots down where I roam
'Cause when you go
They make that tender tearing sound
When you go
They give so easily
'Til there's nothing left to win
There's nothing here but me
Your gaze is a tiger lily
But I bought my bouquet here in this city
And this morning I take my roses
Like I take my chances
Like I take my
Mile Markers
Mile marker....
