Well I guess you’ll find an old photograph of me
Hidden away 
Somewhere secretive 
Somewhere you told no one about
And rarely knew yourself 
And you started thinking

Because I have done so too
Rethought all the things that I have said
And raged inside my head
My heart pulsates up to my neck
Causes pressure in my ears 
And I shake to calm my self
I take back what I told you

And IV been hurt writing
Through after shocks of pain
A Richter Scale of cold betrayal 
I hope he goes to hell

It’s the way you said the words
So Clearly I could tell
That hurts me now the most
Oblivious to all, even gave him my respect 
I wish I would have known
I could have tasked him how he felt
About what he had done to me, ask if it made him happy and did it help him sleep
And was she worth the wait? 
you deserve each other anyway you can both burn in hell.

David

Hide, hide, hide inside the trees
Stay, stay, stay hidden for years
Grey, grey sky not far behind
Find, find, find your way through time

It’s with a heavy heart that I walk aboard this train
With my heavy feet dragging slowly through the snow
I will board this plane

For you to say
Goodbye to me

Why did you choose a way to end
That shook me to my very soul
Why did you choose to break my heart
In a way that I could never do

If only you knew
What you put me through


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I’ll wait for my father to sing
I’ll wait for my father to sing
I’ll wait for my father to sing to me
Like he did when I was young

A man born on the Mersey 
A Summer baby was he
A man born on the banks of the Mersey
A blessed child on Widnes town

No poison for this old man
No liquor of choice
No cravings, not, a slave like me
His mind is clear and free

I am my fathers son
And my father he was his
I am my fathers only son
And I hope he’s proud of me

The Fruit Man

So finally there’s a train to take me far away from you
Because frankly I’ve been sick of getting L-train blues
Union square, like my Baker Street
Wade through the seas, that cover the streets
help her jump the piles of snow
Get her safely on the train back home
It’s hard this time
When you wont look me in the eye
It’s hard this time
To know that he’ll be holding you tonight
So this is what you wanted.
to have your cake as well.
So this is what I give to you
I hope he’s worth it too.
I hope he's worth it too.

The West Street Gables

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