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• Artiste: Felix Culpa (The)
• Titre: Spaces
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Let's take the time to reclaim our story Craft each line from allegory Or watch the things we love all come undone When we love them for what they were And not what they've become It all comes so naturally Let's start at the place when my eyes would first meet you You were inside a song And that's how my eyes would keep you You would send me your words And I'd reply when you ask As you held out your life inside of bars There's a knock at the door A midwestern year later Your hair was short and promised to another We chased all the roads we could to move on But no matter where you go You can't escape where you belong And it's here Almost there now Almost there now There's a still, small room somewhere inside us Where we still exist and no one will find us But memories change to make sense of our mistakes And our bodies bend or fit back in that space Too much time has passed and too much past is forgotten Like the smell of your neck Abandoned lot where we'd imagine our home Now we let our songs all change But I'm never gonna write the way I felt when I first touched your face Almost there now Almost there now We are, we are those sad songs You are where I still belong We are, we are those sad songs