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Meredith
03:51
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By this he knew she slept with waking eyes -
That at her hand's soft quiver by his head
He turned his eyes on her instead.
He changed his mind. He turned his head.
When I was 6 and you were 5
I barely knew I was alive
But if you'd won the fight instead
I think you'd have left me for dead.
Seasons came and changed the time.
When you grew up you called me 'mine'
And we'd always talk about that day
As though things had never been the same again
And I never left, and this is why
I'm petrified of the open sky
And once I shot you down that day
I realised things were stuck that way.
But you said it wasn't real
But then you never did learn to feel.
I know that makes me a coward, yes
But what it makes you I dare not guess.
"Play for seasons, not eternities"
Called the voice of nature through the trees
But my fate was nothing more than dust
I never had the courage to foot the cost.
I only got eternity - that's all there was to win
Now I'm stuck here wearing someone else's skin
And I should have let you shoot me dead.
Then I'd have got away instead
And I never left, and this is why
I'm petrified of the open sky
And once I shot you down that day
I realised things were stuck that way.
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Hourglass
04:07
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Circling round and honest to God,
Thought I'd not a chance.
All hawk-eyed, with you in the room.
Furtive look and glance.
I had already said, if it came to a head
I'd be moving on.
Put this old love to bed.
Old love to bed.
It was high time
And you had known. You told me so,
When everything was in bloom.
I was sick at heart exploring Rome.
It came on all too soon.
Can you call it unkind? I was just being blind
To what I ought to do.
To make some sense of my mind
I take months at a time,
But not time to think it through
Sitting in my hourglass.
Using you was easy to do
Even though I didn't know.
Convenient truths. My excuse.
I was put in the role.
Can you call it unkind? I was just being blind
To what I ought to do.
To make some sense of my mind
I take months at a time,
But not time to think it through
Sitting in my hourglass.
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The Palace of Justice Tottenham, UK
London band, just about in the black, delusional, humourless
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