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Haunt You Love - Josh Pyke
Remind me
Through the passing years
How well we slept with that shell pressed to our ears
The breeze like my finger on
And in dappled days
It's your skin I'll dwell upon
We're only pictures hung
Crooked
Upon a crumbling wall
Once unadorned
As unadorned as the neck
The bare neck of your sweetheart
And come inside
I think we had it all
That year we spent
With our hands pressed to the soil
We're only pictures hung
Crooked
Upon a crumbling wall
Once unadorned
As unadorned as the neck
The bare neck of your sweetheart
And one day you will hold this hand no more
And one day you will call my name in your sleep
And I will haunt you love
And sing to you from the foot of our bed
So remind me
Through the passing years
How well we slept with that shell pressed to our ears
