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  • You had the boys
    The silly fashion
    The way her hips meant
    That she would lie

    You held her keys
    Those late night parties
    The way her lips moved when she said "goodbye."

    Or, "will I see you around?"
    Because all these lights are fading out
    And the ghosts that haunt me darling,
    they know no bounds

    I try to push it away
    I try to forget your unwavering gaze
    Where we could never speak
    There were no words to say

    But I still hold the sound
    Of the last night in town
    and of the last note before it fades out

    Shot up in the night
    Rose up from dark ashes
    Just bury me slow like it was meant to be

    I want you to know
    That I'll always remember
    and you're always as good as you're trying to be

    Your dark and your light
    Low hums and heartbeats
    A mother's love and whale songs from under the sea

    Just call to me slow
    I want to remember
    The sound of your voice
    That's singing to me

    It says la la la la.
    Oh honey, la la la.

    * Thanks Lín for the dedication. Here's the original song and lyrics that I wrote. I played piano, organ, glockenspiel and sang. Hope you enjoy!*
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