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winter.
03:49
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When the snow falls I think of you
Under streetlights- black and blue
The world was soft and forgiving
I knew I only wanted you in that moment
But what you love never stays
It pulls away quick or just fades
The winter was cold on our pale skin
You opened the door and pulled me in
I saw colors I’d never seen
Lit by candles and t.v. screens
but what you love never stays
It pulls away quick or just fades
Like words written on a page
That no one reads anyway
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The ones you love
03:19
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I can hear your voice
I know what you’d be saying
Telling me to get it together
Telling me it’s time to go
It’s been three years
I can’t let go
What I thought I could live without still haunts me so
Another life, another time, another reason, another lie
How can this be good news when you have to choose and either way you lose the ones you love?
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My oldest friend
06:04
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Throw us to the wolves tonight
Like we deserve I guess
Like we would probably do to you
If we had the pull in this place
With an arrogance I never earned
But still wield and gives me a thrill
Anymore I just navigate by feel
And I don’t want to feel anymore
Maybe I could get a job
And move to a new town
Start all over again
But you’d be there, my oldest friend
This whiskey doesn’t judge
And takes me as I am
Tonight, Darling, you will see I’m a real man
Maybe I could go to church
Let me hear that gospel sound
What lifts me up always lets me down
Except you, my oldest friend
So sell us the antidote after you create the disease
The cure eventually kills us in the end
My oldest friend
I don’t think I’ll make it this time
We’re all just crashing cars
The sirens I’ve chased all my life
Aren’t coming to save me now
Maybe I should repent
Maybe I should say I’m sorry
To a god who stacked the deck this way
Make a fool out of me- I’ll make a mockery of you yet
I guess this makes sense
Because nothing ever did
Some dumb blue-eyed blonde kid
And you, my oldest friend
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I will grieve you
03:56
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I will grieve you for as long as it takes
As long as the sun breaks through the broken shades
I will grieve who I assumed you were
And who I made you out to be
I will grieve still
I’m sick of disease
I’m sick of world wars
I’m sick of walking into empty rooms and wondering what I went in there for
I will grieve you like iron shrinks in cold
As I feel myself caving in and the gray hairs grow
I will grieve you and the plans we’d made
I never romanticized your illness
You were never just some cliché
I will carry
I will carry that night
The way your face shifted
And I recognized in mine
I’m sick of pills
I’m sick of talking
I’m sick of never knowing the right thing to say (What could I say?)
I’m sick of the cost
Of sorting through your stuff
Love letters and receipts
I’m sick of remembering
But you’re all I see
So I will grieve you for as long as it takes
As long as the sun breaks through the broken shades
I will grieve who I thought you were
And who I made you out to be
I will grieve still
(I’m sick of hope
I’m sick for hope)
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Mitchell Ure St. Louis, Missouri
Songer-Singwriter.
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