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Well I clawed through the print and found you Living between parentheses Venturing out in spring time To make sure the phone was off the hook Said I guess it was all prefigured We’re living out some old typology Like ribbons rolled in water Inching up the wall where you marked your height I still haven’t seen you up close So why was the porch light on How could I trust you the most When you couldn’t trust yourself Our love was a lurid spice train Every day a wilderness Lost all our wealth we died for And the red and the gold of being sure Said I made a conscious effort to get on my vertebrate line But what is a posture worth if it straights you out first Oh But I was a victim like you My sharp lifted grace in hand Letras de cancionesHow could you know me so well When I couldn’t know my self Are we suppose to forget How can we really forget Well I don’t think that anybody really forgets A frozen field Are we suppose to forget How can we really forget Well I don’t think that anybody really forgets The frozen field Yeah there only concealed I still haven’t seen you up close So why was the porch light on And why did you trust me the most When I didn’t trust myself From Letras Mania