My first time up there
Beyond my expectations
We lit the fire with our fingers
And our lungs filled with smoke
And the tree tops were our minds' canvas
The things I saw
Some terrible, some wonderous
We went together
And our clothes came off
And her body was my sanctuary
We lit our last flame
Let it burn to it's ash
We quenched our thirst
And laid back down
And dreams were our rabbit's hole
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