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You should be sad
Cause you remember, what it's like to see that light on, in my parlor
When you're sitting outside, in your car
You used to be
Invited, delighted, whiskey loosened up our tongues
We were, something, rare
Like a special drop of wine and autumn, air
Distance is only another word for despair
Like hunted foxes running scared
Leave your hat
Don't close the door, don't take those steps we know you won't retrace, into my parlor
I'm too much trouble, the delicious kind
The selfish kind, that you can't stand
Honorable man
Why should I be losing my balance?
Ground beneath my feet, feels like it's leaning
The gravity, of the empty space beside me
Rest my head
Against pillars of stone, maintain this fragile balance, this careful dance
The man beside me is not on my side
You should be sad
Cause you remember, I used to say your name in a caress in my parlor
This room has seen so many of our moments
I shouldn't be sad
Why should I be losing my balance?
Ground beneath my feet, feels like it's leaning
The gravity, of the empty space beside me
We were, something, rare
Like a special drop of wine and autumn, air