For Want Of-Rites Of Spring

For Want Of

时间:1985-06-01

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I, I believed memory might mirror no reflections on me

I, I believed that in forgetting I might set myself free

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat

And then I choked

I, I bled tried to hide the heart from the head

And I, I said I bled in the arms of a girl I'd barely met

And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground

And then I drowned

And if I can't see it's for want of you

You said, I see

If there's nothing here then it's probably mine

My, my turn to see if there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat

And then I choked

I, I guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn

I, I guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my eye I can't always turn

And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground and then I drowned

And if I can't see it's for want of you, you

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