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dropping a popped locket - walk in 'til you're knee high lyrics

she awaited eagerly in the backseat. as the car pulled up to the lot, you could see that her hopes and expectations were higher than they had ever been. her mother took her down to the water’s edge by the hand, as all the parents of the rest of the children playing and laughing; without any preconceived knowledge of how precious their ignorance really is. she quickly became bored of building sand castles and digging for treasure. she was here, it was her day. she was going to play in the water for the very first time. it was early, she was scared. she doubtfully dragged herself to another boy who was sitting in the water so that the waves barely went over his feet. he was digging for sand crabs; she was intrigued. as she tried to say “hi”, she tripped and spilt his bucket of beach critters and the next wave swept them back into the sea. she turned red and started to walk away when he said “hey, aren’t you going to help me refill this bucket?” her eyes opened wider than when she had first arrived. she turned back around and sat next to him. they had the same size shoes, it was a beautiful day. would you walk in past being knee high to save me from myself? give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract. give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract. their parents saw what good friends the two had become. they were nice enough to bring them back to that very same spot every week all summer, and for summers after that. the two eventually became old enough to walk there on their own. when the boy’s family moved away, he would still return every summer. she had become the popular girl over the last school year. she had new friends now. their encounters became less personal, he still enjoys her scent. one day she kissed him while he had snuck her away for a minute. they were in the water, chest high. she blushed, just like that first day. her name was called from a car pulling up. more friends, she kissed him once more on the cheek and got in the car. she didn’t tell him it was her birthday, happy birthday baby. would you walk in past being knee high to save me from myself? would you walk in past being knee high to save me from myself? give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract. give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract. many years later, after the two let distance do its work, she came back one morning with her new fiancé. she begged for him to go swimming with her. he’d rather sit on the beach. she ventures out into the water. trying to get his attention; she fails to see the wave behind her. she’s overcome and swept back. no one realizes she is drowning except for the lifeguard. just as she is about to give up struggling, she is pulled out of the water. she wipes her eyes back to vision as she is being led back to the beach. she can begin to see and hear all the people panicking over what had just happened. she begins to thank the lifeguard as her fiancé grabs her and holds her close saying things like “thank god you’re ok” and things of that sort. time later, in her few last years, she returns to the beach one last time. it was abandoned but she wasn’t known for following rules. she remembered that day she almost drowned. she noticed the door to the old lifeguard locker was open. curious to see if she could find any record of who had worked that day, she peeked in. it seemed that there had only been one lifeguard on post every summer, but the name was so faded it couldn’t be read. she was about to leave, when she noticed a bucket. that bucket. the lifeguard was that boy. the bucket was nearly half full of papers…not papers, but pictures! pictures of he and her. one for every summer since the first, until the day they kissed. under the pictures was a card, a birthday card. it read “we were never great swimmers, but i’ll always jump in to save you.” would you walk in past being knee high to save me from myself? (give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract) would you walk in past being knee high to save me from myself? (give a little then take it back, bend forward then retract)

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