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Sunrise, awake in a cold room
go walk the girls, load the stove
brew up a tea, light the incense
hold me so tight, make me think
we're
in love
love
Feed all the cats, check your facebook
warm lentil soup and cold black bread
back to the brawl always brewing
making your point to the ghosts
in
your head
head
Shining white skin, she is sparkling
perfect guitar, 'til death i'd play
she doesn't share in my wanting
she's not for sale, and in tune
she
won't stay
she won't stay
she won't stay
©Greg Humphreys BMI
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