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Confidante
02:42
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once you walked twice you talked three times you flew
you know that there's no word to color
what you saw when you drew the girl that you knew
you know that your fantasy is all
in the face
of a love you buried in the autumn leaves
a phase
that your teenage years were meant to grow into
a world where the only way out is to work
you sink hours and hours into a well
wishing memory would come back to serve
you think that your remembrance's a
telltale sign
that the bricks returned recursive reeling
in your mind
that you'll never be a child again
but you live it over in your mind
try to save the tide marks you could find
if we could rewind you'll be my confidante
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Sundown
04:51
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tell me, are the rumors true?
You took honey from blinking eyes of city hall.
You know I made a costly deal so you could stay still.
I know you will save us all one day
from wringing grips of entropy and smokes.
There's nowhere to run from our own inactions now
I'll let you go now. I'll let you go now.
You're begging for grace from a crumbling chapel
Our prime minister said it all.
Loiter the hallways til ideas appear on the wall.
Fran, I'll walk you home before the dawn comes around.
We'll be out of town in flying cars
while crying daughters tap their singing shoes
Center court I'll see you tonight, and we'll testify.
But it'll feel like a lie. It'll feel like a lie.
I knew that you were a cynical person
but why have you set us on fire?
There's no more wall to stay inside count your flowers and cry.
There's time to dream of a brand new world order,
but no time to love in dismay.
From ashes you'll build but all you love had gone away.
Fran, I'll walk you home before the dawn comes around.
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Margot Says
03:31
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Margot said
do you remember when we stood in line
you came to tell me that you would be mine, the school bell cut you off
I confess
from that day on I was just so obsessed
with every detail in your skin undressed, a studied afterthought
Then we would lie in bed as we mouth the words into the air
while leaving out the letters for a dare
Far away
in New York you were living in your dream
becoming someone who you once have deemed fantastical and cruel
Silver scarf
A box of chocolate and a copy of the Little Prince
and snow white winter gloves, delivered to your door
You wore it to the dance that night and forgot it at the hall
The morning came you cried into the phone
When you called
to say your corner of the globe was still round,
you wouldn't know to find someone who's found all the reasons to be sad
From your love once upon a time, burnt through candles I pretend
I'm writing all the letters once again
Margot said
I don't know how to look you in the eye
and tell you that the time of no reply has come and gone away
But there's a failing inside every beginning to an end
I'm sorry for the summers that we spend
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