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I haven’t seen you since that Brooklyn night

I guess it’s been about a year by now

Cold and rainy in a poet’s words

Dark and crimson in a drunken way

I was frozen in a window pane

Kind of like I was on a movie screen

Your hair was darker than I remembered it

I was as awkward as I could’ve been

So much has changed it seems nothing ever changes

I found a way to wear a thousand different faces

Time creeps into my dreams

Breathe deep, fill your lungs with me

Headaches, stalemates

Chest pains, I’m trembling

Ink stains, text to burn

Am I leaving, am I leaving?

I found your face in my dreams the last two nights

What are you doing here? What am I singing for?

A windowsitter grown into the crutch

The crutch has always been right there for him

I’m sorry I’m pushing her away

I’m dark and crimson in a drunken sway

I’m dark and crimson in a drunken sway

So much has changed it seems nothing ever changes

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