Hey
You can leave this one on read if you have to
I just needed a medium for these thoughts
A void like you
I've been thinking about a place that felt a lot like a girl
Thinking about a small town
Its attendant sweet nothings I'd dubbed the world
And gifted me a primer on
Pre-rehearsed conversations and a new elan
Propelling me from duties filled
Into the nostalgia builder's ageless guild
Well this rose-lined retrospection may be revising my own history
But I hold it self-evident that you at least cared enough to trample me
And your crimes
For which you attentive ear
May be an organ of redress
Goddamn, at least, they gave some meaning to this loneliness
And I have never been in love
But I swear I'm falling for this moment in the underbrush of our loose ends
I'm thinking of home
And the wet rag that covered my face
But I learned, I learned
I learned to like the taste
It took two to imagine
That there could be something like
The real-time designation of glory days
I only knew them when you were gone away
THE SALINGER - Love Lyrics
THE SALINGER - Love Lyrics
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Hey
You can leave this one on read if you have to
I just needed a medium for these thoughts
A void like you
I've been thinking about a place that felt a lot like a girl
Thinking about a small town
Its attendant sweet nothings I'd dubbed the world
And gifted me a primer on
Pre-rehearsed conversations and a new elan
Propelling me from duties filled
Into the nostalgia builder's ageless guild
Well this rose-lined retrospection may be revising my own history
But I hold it self-evident that you at least cared enough to trample me
And your crimes
For which you attentive ear
May be an organ of redress
Goddamn, at least, they gave some meaning to this loneliness
And I have never been in love
But I swear I'm falling for this moment in the underbrush of our loose ends
I'm thinking of home
And the wet rag that covered my face
But I learned, I learned
I learned to like the taste
It took two to imagine
That there could be something like
The real-time designation of glory days
I only knew them when you were gone away
You can leave this one on read if you have to
I just needed a medium for these thoughts
A void like you
I've been thinking about a place that felt a lot like a girl
Thinking about a small town
Its attendant sweet nothings I'd dubbed the world
And gifted me a primer on
Pre-rehearsed conversations and a new elan
Propelling me from duties filled
Into the nostalgia builder's ageless guild
Well this rose-lined retrospection may be revising my own history
But I hold it self-evident that you at least cared enough to trample me
And your crimes
For which you attentive ear
May be an organ of redress
Goddamn, at least, they gave some meaning to this loneliness
And I have never been in love
But I swear I'm falling for this moment in the underbrush of our loose ends
I'm thinking of home
And the wet rag that covered my face
But I learned, I learned
I learned to like the taste
It took two to imagine
That there could be something like
The real-time designation of glory days
I only knew them when you were gone away
Writer: Sean Burke
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid