[sing in a raspy childlike inner child female voice] [Intro] [Verse 1] I found her in an old picture— head thrown back, eyes almost closed, laughing at somebody outside the frame. I remember that shirt. I remember the place. What I don't remember is being that unafraid. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] She had no idea what was coming. That's the first thing I thought. Then I hated myself a little for looking at her like I knew more. She wasn't foolish. She was happy. There's a difference. [Instrumental] [Chorus] She didn't know yet. Look at her. Nothing had happened to the ending. Nothing had reached back and changed the beginning. She loved from where she stood. And from where I'm standing now— God... she looks so free. [Instrumental] [Verse 3] I could tell her. I could lean into that afternoon and say— don't give so much of yourself away. Don't get comfortable. Don't believe everything good needs somewhere to go. [Break] But look at her. She'd stop laughing. [Instrumental] No. I wouldn't tell her anything. [Chorus] She didn't know yet. Thank goodness she didn't. She got to have the whole thing before the ending put its hands on it. She got mornings I don't remember hurting. She got songs that were only songs. She heard your name and nothing in her body went quiet. [Instrumental] [Bridge] Sometimes I miss you. [Break] There. I said it. [Instrumental] But that's not the hardest part. Sometimes— I miss her. [Long Break] The woman who could love you without also remembering you. [Instrumental] [Final Movement] I keep looking at that picture. Not because I want to go back. I couldn't. She hasn't learned what I know. [Break] But I've been wondering— does she know something I don't? [Instrumental] Maybe knowing how something ends isn't the same as knowing what it was. [Long Instrumental] [Final Chorus] She didn't know yet. And I'm glad. Let her laugh. Let her stay outside the frame a little longer. Let her love from where she stands. [Break] I won't warn her. I won't save her. [Instrumental] I think... I'm finally done correcting her. [Outro] Look at her. [Instrumental] She was happy. [Long decay]
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