Paroles de Corncrakes
She mentions corncrakes in the Summer BookI want to text you but it’d mean I’d thought about you
I’ve thought about the birds too, the swallows nesting in the roof
And on the branch outside I pointed out two doves to you
And when you turned back 'round our legs were touching
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things