A Saturday downpour carved out rivers in the sand
She said it was her first time to see the sea
Helping her climb across those jetty rocks
Was the first time I touched her hand
The rain and the way that felt never let up all week
By Thursday I knew everything about her
And God, the last day I didn't wanna leave without her
The sidewalks, the streets were soaked
The sky was gray but you should've seen her face
Shining like that lighthouse through all the rain
And the way she called my name
I've lived those seven days a thousand times
Those seven days a thousand
Time was like the tide, it came and went
That old pier ran clear out into the mist
without
waves
moments
wanna
first
lighthouse
times
leave
soaked
helping
shining
grain
night
clear
jetty
lived
window
downpour
rivers
second
again
rocks
listened
saturday
about
called
carved
climb
never
across
streets
everything
every
except
plays
wednesday
saltwater
seven
sidewalks
morning
snuck
taffy
there
single
thursday
those
thousand
through
taste
touched
tuesday
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