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letra de moving blues - harrison lemke

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[verse 1]
i miss coming over without so much as a call
letting our wrong notes ricochet off the bare apartment walls
playing “boots of spanish leather” on your guitar

i miss the smell of oil and honey in the room
and bitter black tea hot against the drizzling afternoon;
front door gaping, and the cold air pushing through

i miss those mornings i’d stay til two or three
you playing dragon warrior, me watching half-asleep
myrtle blooming in the darkness and the heat

i miss the nights we spent staring into sp-ce
watching rain obliterate the lot around your place
i miss those nights spent staring into sp-ce

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[verse 2]
now i stay up in the company of ragged hungry cats
and prowl below the balconies, and stare up through the gl-ss
cut-up figures in the bent blinds flitting past

the hours that once were effortless, they all got stuck somehow
i never knew i needed you, but i’m lost without you now
on the porch swing with the floodlights all around

- harrison lemke

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