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The Calendar Hung Itself...

アーティスト:Bright Eyes  アルバム:Fevers and Mirrors  作詞:OBERST CONOR M  作曲:OBERST CONOR M 

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Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning When you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you, incessantly, From the space between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day at school, With his feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps To pretend he walks with you? Oh, Does he know that place below your neck That's your favorite to be touched? And does he cry through broken sentences like, "I love you far too much"? Does he lay awake listening to your breath? Worried you smoke too many cigarettes? Is he coughing now? On a bathroom floor? For every speck of tile There's a thousand more You won't ever see But must hold inside yourself Eternally Well, I drug your ghost across the country And we plotted out my death In every city, memories would whisper, "Here is where you rest." I was determined in Chicago But I dug my teeth into my knees And I settled for a telephone Sang into your machine,


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