4 To The Floor
Was-a-Bee Lyrics

There is a picture of Jeff, me, and you
standing on the docks of Long Beach Harbor,

like we had discovered it or conquered it on our own
(as though we were Spanish explorers claiming it for the Queen)

My hair was longer then

It was right before the Fourth of July
(my brother's birthday) in 2006
Our lives were packed into our car
We could have gone anywhere

We had torn roots, we were unbound

We were seeking truth

There was beauty everywhere and
endless possibilities to tie ourselves to

In the coming months, thing would come undone
and our carefully laid plans were laid to rest

But I would not trade it all for a chance to try again-
I wore it instead, I hung it around me until
I could not fit myself into that frame anymore

When we came back home, we were so lost

It was a while before we saw beauty anywhere