Kyoto

Phoebe Bridgers inspired, about reminiscing on a near death experience with near strangers in a place that isn’t quite home anymore

when I was spun out
on a snowy country road
with my best friend and her brother and some girl I didn’t know
got me thinking how we almost
really truly died
Charlie asking “is this heaven?”
man, for all I know that might be right

well it was so quiet
on the windy midwest nights
outside watching smoke billow in the wind from little fires
In our chests and in our lungs
cause we were so young
nothing could ever hurt us
was I wrong?

the preacher starting conversations that we never meant to have
in the dead of winter praying that it wouldn’t be our last
but it all comes to an end eventually I guess we’ll see
where that finally leaves you and me

kyoto reminds me of the friends I never had
always knew I’d leave them in the dust without a chance
cause I’d never come back to hold hands like that
never came back to say I’d see them again