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letra de cul-de-sacs - graeme miller

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[verse 1]
the sun going down
spitting past bars and parked cars
at the edge of town
the fence clinked shut

it’s a friday night
poked open by kitchen lamps
round cul-de-sacs
like a campfire engrained in my eyes
i’m reminded of what it must have been like

[verse 2]
the moon fades to streetlamp
beaming down on parking lots
heavily heaving with hurt
barely able to stand
i’m reminded of the way things were

i watch my friends grow up around me
while i’m just the stubborn rust in their chain
trudge past potholes and bike tires
i’m realising just how far along i could be

[chorus]
flood up my eyes with caution
keep me firmly planted
in these final moments

let it tremble in the window well
just not able to get out
just not able to

[verse 3]
those frosted out pictures
recall grinning teeth –
the only call to god
that ever spoke to me
and i miss that tired, giddy feeling
i miss our desperate ache to be free
because it still means everything

[chorus]
let it tremble in the window well
barely able to see out
barely able to

[outro]
how could i just let it all go?
with pink streaks blazing through clear skies
shooting barrels of light into swollen eyes
it’s bigger than me now
and impossible to conceal
let me love
let me stay
let me heal

- graeme miller

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