Central Standard Time

Cold October Fall, 
At The Outside Of VFW Hall, 
I said I minded distance 
but distance would define us, 
define us all. 
tree in Nichol's Park, 
I carved a broken heart. 
I said I minded distance 
but distance owned us from the very start... 
it's every song. 
There's dividing lines between east and standard time, 
so promise me... 
you'll still be mine. 
Will [bad word] between us 
as I doubt all of the pages I pour out? 
When our doubts [bad word] regret, 
don't ever forget... 
my only, 
you own me, 
if you'd only see.