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Someday
04:51
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I still see the first time, you played my guitar on the couch
I know it’s fucked up, but I still remember the smell of your hair
I think I’m over you but when I’m drunk I keep on telling my friends
She’ll be alone someday
You’ll be alone someday
Whenever I cross the street I was running through when you asked me for a wine
I feel both what I felt in the end and how I was feeling at the start
Eversince I know how whimsical but warmhearted you are
And You’ll be alone someday
You’ll be alone someday
I Still hear you like the first time telling me that your not in love
I know it’s fucked up, but I still remember the smell of your hair
I think I’m over you but I’m sitting here and singing to you again
That, You’ll be alone someday
You’ll be alone someday
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Pure Sense
03:20
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This moment I feel like
I’m not to talk about any of my thoughts and stories
The world’s stopped
And I stopped counting the seconds of this floating nothingness
Your with me,
We’re standing on a peer twenty feet above the sparkling ocean
We’re laughing
We’re laughing on a pelican waggleing freely in this salty wind
The air’s blue,
the sun blew away all the spray flying up from collapsing waves
I love you
But we’re not even close to those folk songs I was writing in ’18
’Cause this one,
Has no single subject, or person, or any purpose,
its just unfolding…
Hey,
I just told you that I don't know, and I don't even care,
I’m not to take any side in your dualistic clash,
Why just cannot we all focus on
The pure sense of BEING
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