Honeydew

Honeydew; a song

Written by Callie Pruitt

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One day, I’m gonna wake up

To November in a casket

Stepping-stones of flowers dried in blood

One day, I’m gonna see

Your house down by the river

Covered in ivy

And pictures of killers

One day, we’ll be older

Fine with the way of things

With brittle chips on both our shoulders

I’ll sing you a song

I don’t owe you anything

Today, today, today

But can I give you everything?

Would that be okay?

Is everything i’ve worked towards

Just another “you”

Or is there something golden 

in the bass guitars and honeydew?