Carrion from Stranger by Conor Roscoe

Talk to me just for a while
I say you say your name is from an author’s time
And we spoke long into the night
And we spoke long into the night

I came down after you were gone
But your visage left an image that lingered on
And at home an empty bed waits for me still
At home an empty bed waits for me still

The hardest part
Is leaving, oh leaving
But I know that by the morning
I’m going to carry on

Where’d you get those eyes
I’d love to have you in my life
Where’d you get those eyes
You disappeared now I can’t find you

The hardest part
Is leaving, oh leaving
But I know that by the morning
I’m going to carry on

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