we the people
used to meet in bars we met in shops
we met in cafes we met on the dot
we met at half past we met in the square
remember the people you used to meet there
we were the people
the people were we
we were the people we used to be
a quiet murmur
a clink of a cup
the clash of a plate that had almost been dropped
a hubbub of voices
sometimes a lull
the language we spoke as the light grew dull
we the people
never knew we were never knew we wouldn’t
be ‘we’ no more
i meet you now and i keep my distance
as i absently hug the air
i the people
i once was people
the people i used to be
and i grow sparser
as the nights grow colder
i the people
i used to be people
the people used to be me
released January 28, 2021
text by bailey rose
recorded in 2017 at a tiny café where I used to work.
Kiel, Germany.
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