And every time I try to pick it up
Like falling sand
As fast as I pick it up
It runs away through my clutching hands
But there's nothing else I can really do
There's nothing else
I can really do
At all
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Other tracks:
Tristan Prettyman's Cedar + Gold album
The Smiths - I know it's over
Beck - Already dead
Dashboard Confessional - So long, so long
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