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作词 : 0171 |
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作曲 : 0171 |
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I'm sorry I didn't reply |
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I was doing things, I didn't think to reply |
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I 'm sorry it was nice |
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I was lying on grass with others, lying squinting |
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I could barely read my phone with the sun light |
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But yes I read it sorry |
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Everyone squinting together close, warm on the grass |
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There was hummus and a frisbee gliding back and forwards over my head |
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One eye closed winking, sunlight dappling over their dresses |
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Messes of spread and crumbs I didn't think to reply till now |
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I'm just sitting now, don't know what to say |
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How are you so far away? |
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Is it sunny? |
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The sun just went down |
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I thought about you days drag down slowly when it's warm, softly running |
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Ice creams onto the soil, we kicked a ball |
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About |
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Seems like all one moment motionless |
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I think about you walking through the door quickly smilling |
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And your hand on the handle fingers curled and closing other hand to my hair |
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I have to go |
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So much time dragging slowly |
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Nights a sleep, I'll try to dream of you (x3) |
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Nights a sleep I'll (I'll, I'll, I'll) |
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(Ah...) |
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Under kaleidoscope meshes of fabric, bodies lifted and wilted |
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And wound and back and forth |
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Laughter cut the air |
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Their hair twirled with the dresses |
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So far away, other images float and glisten among the spots of sunlight behind |
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Closed eyelids morphing shapes of red and black and white |
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Legs apart and close again |
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Concealing buildings leaning to the air |
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And midges twirling round a fading light |
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Shadows cast of familiar faces, place, thoughts of love |
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Among the thoughts of flying insects, *** and meshed faces, place |
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Thoughts of open door quickly, smile and get in fingers curled |
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And closing one eye, closed one hand, closed on another hand holding hair and neck |
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I missed you quickly smile into neck |
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Running hands rubbing back and forwards back four times |
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Holding forwards folding down over cotton |
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(Breathing sighs) |
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I want you quietly hands to hold too hard, holding |
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(breath dragging) |
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Breathing out of the cold, you must be cold |
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(Get inside) |
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Hands thighs |
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I missed you thirty times over (I missed you thirty times over) |
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Born limbs and taking time, holding back hands together |
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Hands billowing, sighs and turns thirsty thirty times over bornlimbs |
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And tear pillows learning again to manage taking time (Ah...) |
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Making marks on squinting eyes |
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Closing distance legs |
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Apart from days, dragging between then soft pressed lips parting time again |
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And down meaning feeling feelings |
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Pressing pressed lips |
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Mark closed eyes and down thirty times over |
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Turn around and soft pillow billowing cotton |
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Dragging hands between legs |
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Apart from the days, apart and nights asleep |
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Tears meaning apart again |
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Thous and words, rhythm cracks on cotton |
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Hands billowing, sighs and turns thirsty thirty times over born limbs |
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And tear pillows learning again to manage taking time |
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Making marks on squinting eyes |
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Closing distance legs |
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Apart from days, dragging between then soft pressed lips parting time |
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Part from days, dragging between them, s time |
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Making marks on sing eyes |
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Closing distance legs |
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A p, pressed lips, parting time again |