Secondhanded Songtext

Eldritch Anisette

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Secondhanded Songtext
The remnants of your philosophy dusty space across the room
At the diner where you laughed at me and I laughed too
Funny but I never got the absurdity
Into a clearing where I hope you'll be waiting
Though I know you won't be
Feel like trapping myself blind
I'd have given you a cigarette but you stopped smoking
Saying something about the look of it all being so burnt-out
Into a clearing where I hope you'll be waiting
Though I know you won't be
Feel like trapping myself blind
The leaves are now scattered but the trees stand still and
I remember the impression we made
Upon the blanket, on the grass
Stepped out onto the sidewalk, hitting every crack
Turning around again every now and then as if there's something there
Over the bridge though I probably faltered a minute longer than I should have
Just one minute longer on the second hand and I
Came upon a bookstore, knowing if you were still around that
This is where I'd find you, bought an old postcard
Settled upon a beat-up, second-hand copy of The Stranger
Wish you were here.
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