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Eclipse
04:07
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We drove all night
So we could watch the eclipse
Your hand on my upper thigh
I read you directions off an old napkin
You said the sky looked like magic
And we kissed in the half-light
We found the perfect view off trail
It was the first time I had sex outside
But you don’t know that I’m fucked up and
I’m not over my last love
I think I told you about him once
But maybe I played it off too much
It’s always the same excuse and
I’ll never say I love you
But I’ll pretend that it’s alright
We can just have a good time
And you brought me home to your parents house
And we had to sneak around like kids
Making love downstairs on that little couch
I helped your mom set the table
And she laughed at things I said
And your dad asked me if I would be
Coming back again
But you don’t know that I’m fucked up and
I’m not over my last love
I think I told you about him once
But maybe I played it off too much
It’s always the same excuse and
I’ll never say I love you
But I'll pretend that it’s alright
We can just have a good time
You don’t know (x7)
You don’t know that I’m fucked up
But you don’t know that I’m fucked up and
I’m not over my last love
I think I told you about him once
But maybe I played it off too much
It’s always the same excuse and
I’ll never say I love you
But I'll pretend that it’s alright
We can just have a good time
You don’t know
You don’t know
You don’t know that I’m fucked up
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2. |
Butter Knife
04:09
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She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but she’s not there.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but you’re not there.
I was sat building sandcastles on the beach,
when you appeared and told us you were swimming to Albania.
A stallion in a black swimsuit,
Long, russet mane fanned out behind.
We watched as you submerged yourself in the water, no questions asked.
3 hours later you were a dot on the horizon, I’ve never seen any one swim so fast.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but you’re not there.
10 years later the same family holiday,
same beach, same house, same thing.
7 of us on a rickety old boat, moored in the middle of the Ionian Sea.
I watch you out of the corner of my sunglasses, you’re unaware.
Your daughter’s in the water holding out her hand, but you’re sullen, you’re scared.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but she’s not there.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but you’re not there.
It was your funeral today and no one could go because of coronavirus.
It’s hard to get my head round the idea that you’re gone, we’ve been watching you fade so softly, so slowly, for so long.
I was scared of your harshness, your sharpness, your edges, and your strength from before,
But as you began to forget yourself, I grew to love you more.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but she’s not there.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but you’re not there.
Serrated edges soften, blunt as a butter knife.
No one’s ever ready to watch someone they love lose their mind.
Serrated edges soften, blunt as a butter knife.
No one’sever ready to watch someone they love lose their mind.
She doesn’t remember they said,
A head and a body but you’re not there.
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