Oh yeah, I remember...
The structure, the function, the purpose,
Soft curses under the most sincere smile
Will ghost the shadows around the fire.
It reminds me
Of a grainy picture, blues and blacks.
They remind me
That returning is not going back.
She reminds me
Every time that ever is.
He reminds me
Finds me, makes me live,
Background to the heart and
The chorus as familiar as the floor.
When all you can take is all you can get,
A little sour taste will burn where it bleeds.
I watered it down and tried to pretend,
But the shower head fell on my shoulder again.
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