Open Strings

It took a year For me to be able to look into your face In pictures from the past Your photos on a page Memories unknowinged Since when did I drink pints? But the evidence is there Someone must have caught us unaware The best looking at the bunch The deepest notes, the strongest punch That early morning at the lake When we took as much as it was possible to take These memories arе stuck In the deepest of holes How low How low do you go To thе very deepest depths To the very final breath To the very highest height To the very end of life You took it as far As anyone can go Then you went a little further Down that long low road Can you tell me now How low does love go Can you tell me now How low does love go Can you tell me How low does love go How low does love go How low does love go Won't you tell me now How low does love go Now I know