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• Artiste: A Cue Stick
• Titre: You're It
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Her question so simple, desire so pure The answer much bolder and blatant for sure But whom could she ask oh, and where could she find Excuses and riddles that make up her mind So she stays and waits with baited breath And makes it through the year Til death, or life runs its course and she Makes her way out of here She sits still in silence and buries her head In her hands that still tremble from words that he'd said So calloused and ruined and stupid and sad And broken and full of the hopes that they'd had But she stays the course and sits aboard The train bound south and west And plays over again the words shed said Forgetting most but recalling the best She said Tag you're it Its your turn to chase me I'm running too fast while you stand set in stone So I'll slow my pace, I need you to catch me This isn't a race if I run it alone So please don't quit Cause you, you're all that I have You're it She unpacks her bags to her new dresser drawers And makes a home of a ceiling four walls and a floor But she notices life still goes on as it does And the grass is the same shade of green as it was And the nights still cold and the days still long And she cant find a friend So she desperately writes the boy once more This time in a more subtle pen She says, "Tag, you're it It's your turn to chase me I'm running too fast while you stand set in stone So I'll slow my pace, I need you to catch me This isn't a race if I run it alone So please don't quit Cause you, you're all that I have You're it." But he's carried the burden too long In the wake of the wreckage she left was he wrong to Stand his ground, and settle down And stop chasing the dream of tomorrow and living today He's chased her too long now she's got to find her own way So he says, "Tag, you're it It's your turn to chase me you're running too fast while I stand set in stone And though you've slowed your pace, you're still running from me Stop running your race and try coming back home But I wont quit Cause you, you're all that I have You're it."