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• Artiste: Brook Pridemore
• Titre: To Heaven
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You are everything in the world to me And several other things that sound poetic when you whisper them And I cannot seem to get you off my mind I have never been good at drawing lines "It's just a small incision," you said "You can eat around the part of me that you can't stand." I've got umbrellas on the brain, I've got you for the rain, And I will take these broken wings and learn to fly to heaven When you get back from the hospital Would you let me in your life or would you leave me all alone again? I have fallen on my ass in love with you What else did you expect me to do? "It's just a small incision," you said "You can eat around the part of me that you can't stand." I've got umbrellas on the brain, I've got you for the rain, And I will take these broken wings and learn to fly to heaven You are trouble, and you have a way Of catching up to me No matter what company I keep I am spreading wings, gonna leave for a while You can be whatever, I don't mind, you'll be far away These days I'm smiling all the time But I'm only smiling 'cause I've finally realized I'm better off alone I cried every day since you died And the mattress still smells like you tonight Annalee, you were the best part of my life Annalee, you were the color and the light "It's just a small incision," you said "You can eat around the part of me that you can't stand." I've got umbrellas on the brain, and I've got you for the rain, And I will take these broken wings and learn to fly to heaven