and you never meant to cry
so hard, oh lord, here
we are again,
hanging in there hanging on
this pocket full of lead-
i didn't abandon anything
there was nothing left to leave
seems someone already had their
dirty hands on every little thing
and i can't say for sure now
when looking back at this
if i was gone before you ever knew
or if my goodbye was felt in our
first kiss.

jan. 9, 03

01/17/2003

Posted on 01/17/2003
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