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von Leith Ross

Old, you made me old
Wise beyond how wise I′d want a body
Cold, so young and cold
I lie to yawn
To cross and dot the note

I imitate
I trace your words
To better fake
A better sorry
Sorry soul
But sorry, "Friends, they never scold"

We won't joke around
I won′t visit when I'm in town
Listen, from here on
Here on out
I don't write about you now


Mend, you made amends
You made a man
You make up men who break a bone
To fix a heart
Paint it nice
And call it art

While beauty breaks beneath the blues
You sang for you
I sang for you, now I′m gone
A full day′s drive
And I'm seeing you when you′re out of sight

We won't joke around
I won′t visit when I'm in town
Listen, from here on
Here on out
I don′t write about you now

We won't joke around
I won't visit when I′m in town
Listen, from here on
Here on out
I don′t write about you now