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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk

Année de sortie : 1998  |  Label : Sony BMG Music (j.buckley)

Time takes care of the wound, so i can believe.
You had so much to give, you thought i couldn't see.
Gifts for boot heels to crush, promises deceived
I had to send it away to bring us back again.
Our eyes and bodies brighten silent waters, deep.
Your precious daughter in the other room, asleep.
A kiss "goodnight" from every stranger that i meet.
I had to send it away to bring us back again.
Morning theft. unpretender left, ungraceful.
True self is what brought you here, to me.
A place where we can accept this love.
Friendship battered down by useless history,
Unexamined failure.
What am i still to you?
Some thief who stole from you?
Or some fool drama queen whose chances were few?
That brings us to who we need,
A place where we can save
A heart that beats as both siphon and reservoir.
You're a woman, i'm a calf.
You're a window, i'm a knife.
We come together making chance into starlight.
Meet me tomorrow night, or any day you want.
I have no right to wonder just how, or when.
You know the meaning fits. there's no relief in this.
I miss my beautiful friend.
I have to send it away to bring her back again.

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