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I'm sorry he doesn't go down on you
like I used to
and he doesn't like your smell the tomboy shirts
and your hair bright red
I thought I was your rock
I was your island
and you were a drop of sound
in my ocean of silence

Promise you won't leave before the summer's through

I'm sorry he doesn't caress your hair
and that you don't sleep as well
as we used to
with your head cradled on my chest
that I'm still the single man in this world
who can take you there
no I do miss you

I thought I was your proof
I was your bias
and you my altitude
my arctic climate
I can't even look at you
or picture when times were good
remember the fights we had
or January when you said

promise you won't leave before the summer's through

I'm sorry if he doesn't understand
he took you from someone else
someone you can't let go
and that love it will show

I thought I was your sun
I was your black hole
I thought you were my moon, my gravity
my satellite sister, I could pull you through infinity with me
hurl you through the misery
the rhythm of the arcs and the constellation scenery

but stop calling me when you're with him
stop calling me when he's asleep
it weakens me

Promise you won't leave before the summer's through

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from Acoustic Demos EP - Nov 2014, released November 11, 2014

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