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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Song for Exes of all kinds

I think that I can accept
that I was never the girl for you
but I hope when you reflect
you look well on me
as I do on you

I could've crossed an ocean
I could've crossed the town
but your house seemed too far away
even though
it was only five miles down

I think that I can accept
I was never the girl for you
but I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you

this seems to be my ending
three thousand miles and change
I hope when you still think of me
if you think of me
at all
I hope you remember goodbye
I hope that you won't cry
I seem to remember something
as grains of sand in the hourglass
that I tipped my head my head
and you chose to laugh
and that
was always how I liked it

I think I can accept
that I was never the girl for you
I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you
I hope when you accept
that I was never the girl for you
I hope when I reflect
I think well on me
I think well on me
as I do on you

Boston's a weary city
it snows a lot you see
closer to the ocean
closer than you looked at me
and the rain washes around my knees
as I step into the surf
and I hope when you don't see me
I'm invisible
like the rain
I'm invisible
like the trains you forgot

I think that I can accept
I was never the girl for you
and I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you

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