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I know the outline of your face
But not the things you keep in place
A thousand details none complete
A photograph without a street
I know the colors of your hair
The way the summer filled the air
The things you liked the songs you played
The little things that never stayed
And I could tell you what you wore
But couldn't tell you something more
I have the pieces not the frame
I have the picture not the name
You're almost a person
Almost a name
Almost a memory
I cannot explain
You're almost familiar
Almost someone I knew
I made you a picture
But I never knew you
I put you in a different room
I gave you conversations too
I made a world around your voice
And called the feeling something close
You might have changed a thousand times
While I was rearranging mine
And somewhere in another place
You don't remember my face
And I could tell you what you liked
The songs you played the changing lights
But every time I look again
The details rearrange themselves
You're almost a person
Almost a name
Almost a memory
I cannot explain
You're almost familiar
Almost someone I knew
I made you a picture
But I never knew you
Maybe you were different
Maybe I was too
Maybe all the things I remember
Never happened quite like I thought they do
A photograph
A passing face
A summer that I can't replace
You're almost a person
Almost a name
Almost a memory
That never stays the same
You're almost familiar
Almost someone I knew
I made you a picture
But I never knew you
Almost a person
Almost a name
Almost a memory
Almost the same
