Parkbenches from Dog Tale by Tugboat Captain

A limit on fund and limited patience
Taking my favourite sweater out of rotation
Rethink my hair, I’ll rethink everything
stare in the mirror for hours
But can’t see what I’m losing

When it’s all over
Another few years of my life
starting again
With more loose
Ends

All of the memories, the ones that weren’t spoken
Lifted by sleight of hand Limehouse
I guess expected to feel some relief
That every reminder was gone
And not backed up digitally

When it’s all over
Another few years of my life
starting again
With more loose
Ends

When it’s all over
Another few years of my life
starting again
With more loose
Ends

I organise all of the things that you left with me
Pushed under my bed in a box though I’m still finding tiny socks
Turbulence done the dust is now settling
If I can get over my self I can get over anything

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