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.