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From the Knee Braces That Swing Low Fatman album...

this space between us

i want to tell you something that i have not said before
it's something i've been hiding, something i've been trying to say
and all in an instant, i'm right outside your door
i need more, i want more, i got more, i lost it all, and now i'm not sure

i got myself together now, got my nerves in check now
you are so handsomely pretty, well-dressed and a perfect mess
i got careless along the way and now i have to pay
all the calls, oh my fall, and my rise, and you're right here in front of me

with this space between us
this space between us
this space between us

and i've missed you so long and i'm happy that you're finally here
in front of me after all those un-lonely years
you gave me something that i can never give right back
it's something i am grateful for, something i'll never lack
and you're always my friend, my end, it's just that i was afraid
and it pains me to see you staring at me like i'm a stranger

with this space between us
this space between us
this space between us

i want to tell you something that i have not said before
it's something i've been hiding, something i'll never say
and all in an instant, i'm right outside your door
with this space between us

this space between us
(will never again get filled with substance)
this space between us
(will never again get filled with substance)

(words & music: winston campbell)

 

 

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