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Untitled 1

Brand New

Well I wrote your name and burned it, see the color of the flame.
And it burned out the whole spectrum, as if you were everything.
Mine just burned gold, a normal flame. I am not anything.

Untitled 1

Brand New

 Untitled 1- Brand New 

Well I wrote your name and burned it,
See the color of the flame.
And it burned out the whole spectrum,
As if you were everything.
Mine just burned gold,
A normal flame.
I am not anything.
And all that I remember the feeling of waking up.
We were kids, you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust.
We were kids, I was a fountain.
You could never drink enough.
Then came all the boys who swept you up play careless with your heart.
Every night there was a new girl sitting beside me in my car.
Something dies when you grow older,
But you do the best you can.
I am glad
I am glad…
You found a good man.

Untitled 1

Brand New

“Well I wrote your name and burned it,
to see the colour of the flame,
and it burned out the whole spectrum,
as if you were everything.
Mine just burned gold,
a normal flame,
I am not anything.

And all that I remember is the feeling of waking up
when we were kids you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust.
We were kids - I was a fountain,
you could never drink enough.

Then came all the boys who swept you up,
played careless with your heart.
And every night there was a new girl
sitting beside me in my car.

Something dies when you grow older,
but you do the best you can.
I am glad,
I am glad,
you found a good
man.”


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