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prosopagnosia
02:44
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Particles collide every time like it was new
I saw the book held in your hand but didn't know that it was you
Connected with the eyes
It just kept getting better
I was falling
There's a little piece of me that's missing though
If I passed you in the street I'd let you go
The experience of you
Was stronger than the mem'ry
I was falling
What does it mean to know someone?
Should I feel haunted your face is gone?
If I saw you in a crowd would I even know your worth?
Impermanence entices and it hurts
But the idea of commitment's even worse
Like a child that fears a loss
That cries out in the dark
Afraid of falling
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Sitting at the table that you made for me
The way the morning lights the wood reminds me of your hair
A cup of tea is nestled in my hand
Can you believe I loved you once?
You came and went so many times, you know
With each parting it grew easier to let you go
Now this ship has sailed so very far away
An ocean between us wild and vast
Hold out hope now if you will
Hold my face between your hands
You should know that I don't hate you
But I don't miss you
I hope you understand
A picture that you drew of me that year
Standing by a bridge my face so young, my smile so broad
Territories in my heart once unexplored
Now littered with memories
Of course you couldn't help the heat and cold
Love is like an animal you tried in vein to tame
But even if I stretched my mind for one more thing that I could give
It'd be the strength for you to let me go
Hold out hope now if you will
Hold my face between your hands
You should know that I forgive you
But I won't see you
I hope you understand
Hold out hope now if you will
Hold my face between your hands
You should know that I don't hate you
But I don't miss you
I hope you understand
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The Greatest
02:48
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at the duplex
03:48
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The first night that I saw my woman
The pupils of her eyes were dark and wide
I swear to you I saw my face reflected in my lady's eyes
You could not conceive this road I've traveled
You would not believe this thing I've done
To hell and back I made my way escorted by a loaded gun
And it's gonna be a long night, baby
A cold and a dark night, baby
If you need someone to cling to, baby
Cling to me
Cling to me
We left a man in the clothes his maker gave him
Baptized him where the water meets the sun
And when they dragged my girl away
I knew the time had come to run
As good as it must feel to stand in judgement
As sane as it must seem to turn your head
I'd bet my last penny on
You'd do the same if dealt my hand
And it's gonna be a long night, baby
A cold and a dark night, baby
If you need someone to cling to, baby
Cling to me
Cling to me
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