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I believed memory might mirror no reflections on me, I believed that in forgetting I might set myself free. But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat… And then I choked. I bled I tried to hide the heart from the head. And I I said I bled In the arms of a girl I'd barely met. And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground And then I drowned. And if I can't see it's for want of you You said, I see If there's nothing here then it's probably mine My, My turn to see if there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat And then I choked. I guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn. I guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my eye I can't always turn. And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground and then I drowned. And if I can't see it's for want of you You. |