Receding Hairline from Retirement by H A N N A H B A N D

me and my receding hair line love you

Before the cracks creep / onto our foreheads
and our eyes sink / all blackened and exhausted
we should...
See how far we can push this / touch a nerve
One more lap, around the block / couldn’t hurt

Let’s let / What hair / We have / Left down
Let’s let / What hair / We have / Left down

So set in our ways we do not / notice how stubborn
We have become, we cannot see / our own grey stubble
Stupid metaphors about / burning the ends of candles
A decade of wasted youth can get a little hard to handle

Let’s let / What hair / We have / Left down
Let’s let / What hair / We have / Left down

I couldn’t think of / anywhere I’d rather be
The only time I’m happy / is when I am next to you.

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