It Was Then

Or maybe looking over the snow field
The drifts hiding our paths from last night
I heard that to speak it is to lose it
Just steer us out of the icy street light

Or maybe just a block off the train tracks
The couches and coffee off the alley
Somewhere guessing at it I cried out/sang
That older couple in sweaters watching

Or maybe that her hands were always cold
I don't think she ever showed him that trick
Or who knew of the crimes he'd buried in her
I found them burning through the innocence

Or maybe following under the stairs
When on the last step she hesitated
Before she remembered it and went on
I thought she would wear that skirt and she did