Oh and I'm feeling directionless, yes
But that's to be expected and I know that best
And in creeps the morning and another day's lost
You've just written wondering and I reply fast
I feel like a fool so I'm going to stop troubling you
Buried in my yard, a letter to send to you
And if I forget or god forbid die too soon
Hope that you'll hear me, know that I wrote to you
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why does this sound so familiar?? :)
haha sarcasm intended!
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