That's last year there
Still around in February
Doesn't see his shadow, baby
Doesn't know to leave
There'd be a touch
That would take him through sedately
But it feels like reaching lately
It isn't coming free
And all advice is ways of saying "let it go"
Some form of "smile, the world has found a way around the issue"
Go how you want to
Say it in a goodbye letter
Doesn't seem like waiting's better
It doesn't take us in
I'll take it well
Find quiet ways to gather
Close around me what I'd rather
That there would have been
And there's been water at my neckline, I sank low,
And it was all that I could do to keep myself from swimming
Form your thoughts now
It's going under, baby
And where it goes I wonder, baby
Can it just be gone?
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