Moved in for love
and I then fucked it up
I should always have known
what the real problem was
Driven by the pain
an irrational thing
that I swore I’d never let myself become
But it’s not too late
No, the sun isn’t set
Until then, I could figure out why
Why I did do
all the things that I did to you? How I could choose
such a terrible way
to live through the thin
and the thick of it all, be it
‘cause of a careless mistake?
Water to wine
guess she hoped she would find solid soil to leave all the reason behind She never did grow
from the dirt that you laid
yeah, she dug deeper into the core in the cave
and it was too late
yeah, the sun it did set
Any logic there was, it had
picked up and left
Her coping was far
from the realistic ways and the story had come to an end
Why did she do
all the things that she did to you? How could she choose
such a terrible way
to treat who she loved
in the loneliest place, be it
‘cause of a careless mistake? ~
Why did I do
all the things that I did to you? How could I choose
such a terrible way
to treat who I loved
in the loneliest place, be it ‘cause of a careless mistake?
And it’s not too late,
yeah, the sun hasn’t set But if there was patience, it waited then left
My coping was far from the realistic ways, and the story has come to an end
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I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop
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A truly stunning album that mentally transports you to foggy early morning streets, the pavement wet from recent rains. Dreary, but in a comforting way. Like sitting next to a window during a rainstorm, listening to the drops hit the glass while remaining warm. Never fails to make me feel safe. Crow Yo