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Late June
05:19
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Sweat down my neck in late June
The letter I left you opened too soon
You said it was fine in my bedroom
Overgrown baby, aged 22
I got stoned and texted my friend
Shaved my legs clean, I think I wept
What about all the shit you said?
Promises I wish you kept
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
The garden was buzzing with bees
Colourful day but grey to me
Watched the sun set through the trees
Wish you could see what I can see
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
Don't you love me anymore?
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2. |
Irene
04:17
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Gott engaged at twenty three
Young and patient, maybe naive
I tell my baby at least once a week
You can go first, I'll be fine
Being young makes you think of old age
And if i could I would take it away
And when we're dying I promise I'll stay
Until you go in to the light
Never left her friends, never left her street
Same spot for breakfast every week
But they have different plots when you're under six feet
Left her wondering why
If you share every holiday and stories of youth
every road that you’re not used to
you do everything together for 20 years
how come you don’t when you die?
Cause you don’t think about dying
on joint Christmas Eve
and how did it get to be only me?
Married young and stayed that way
shared a kitchen and shared a space
bicker about what week or what day
John married in ‘54
Made the bed and raised the kids
wait till they were gone to kiss
being in love can be filling a fridge
until you grow old
Put aside a room in the basement
for his tools and unidentified keys
and how did it get to be only me?
And I’m sure when she was young
she told stories more than once
and now I don’t notice when I do
Now I’m glad to be last
so they don’t have to be
but how did it get to be only me?
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3. |
To Be
04:42
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It took me a while to find you
but that was a long time ago
I was a walking contradiction
but now you’d never know
You’ll eat an entire apple
and only leave the stem
but when I gave you my honest self
you left me whole and showed me who I am
It’s never been so clear
you helped me rearrange my fear
so I’m not scared anymore
to be the one you love
Now I’m crying at water lillies
and you’re calling me honeybee
and we’ll always remember Paris
as where you first said you’d marry me
It’s never been so clear
you helped me rearrange my fear
so I’m not scared anymore
to be the one you love
I wanna grow old
with you, with you
I wanna grow old
with you, with you
It’s never been so clear
you helped me rearrange my fear
so I’m not scared anymore
to be the one you love
no I’m not scared anymore
to be the one you love
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Julia Little Toronto, Ontario
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