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starting over
02:21
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what ever stays the same at all
our hearts changed from summer to fall
i let the flood come up to my knees
you threw out your pictures of me
i didn't like myself back then
sewed on a new heart, made amends
i've made friends and i've made plans
i'm still hoping you understand
for all the things i never said
and all the things you never meant
to starting over, starting new
rewriting me getting over you
does anybody really change
or do we just jump from page to page
the same story in different parts
paper stitches, paper hearts
i'm like waves, i often break
wobbly knees, fingers prone to shake
i'm rewriting, i'm brand new
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september song
02:19
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i watch your mouth make shapes
small beginnings, weightless quakes
i walk home down unlit streets
and think of your arms next to me
i dream of floods unending,
rivers wide and bending
i draw you up in bright blues
born from the sky around you
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like, i know what it's like
i'm the river and the rain
i'm lost at sea, i'm a hurricane
i dream myself all around you
i paint myself in bright blues
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like, i know what it's like
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like to wonder like that
i know what it's like, i know what it's like
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3. |
talk to me
02:16
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drive me home by fading light
your soul is old and shaped like mine
lend me your ancient history
stories of you that remind me of me
i am a flightless paper bird
and there are some things the heart can't learn
i have known you from somewhere
i have known you for a thousand years
maybe it's in the way you talk to me
your words have a shadow i long to see
i want your deep, dark mystery
talk to me
winter boy, the deepest greens
cover your heart in december trees
love is not a single shade
we are living in grays and grays
maybe it's in the way you talk to me
your words have a shadow i long to see
i want your deep, dark mystery
talk to me
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4. |
like ruins
02:44
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your voice like ruins of rome
a secret hideout i shape into a home
your eyes like the fires of pompeii
i hold your stare cause i can't bear the escape
your lips like a meteor show
light from your lungs in quiet hours
and all your words come alive in the dark
coaxed by the night like city stars
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like home
your kiss like summer rain
stuck on my skin in a permanent shape
fingertips like prayers in the night
your words like the edge of a knife
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like ruins of rome
your voice like home
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