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Winter Hill
03:18
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I drove up the hill to your old house
The sun behind me and in the branches
Green and golden
But it’s the snow I remember.
Came to see you, knees still aching
From the six or seven-hour bus ride
And we stood out
In the courtyard, watching the sky come down.
And the snow
Draped its silences over the following years
And when we awoke
How the thorns had grown.
Another century when I came here
Full of something I thoughtlessly imagined
Made me grown-up
And later wrote off.
And I slept there, on your hard floor
It sounds like something people make up
But I dreamed you
And the twisting corridors to your door.
And today
With my kids in the back, a ridiculous detour
I realised
That I’m dreaming still.
I drove up the hill to your old house
The sun behind me, slowly setting
And I miss you.
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I drove up the hill to your old house
The sun behind me and in the branches
Green and golden
But it’s the snow I remember.
Came to see you, knees still aching
From the six or seven-hour bus ride
And we stood out
In the courtyard, watching the sky come down.
And the snow
Draped its silences over the following years
And when we awoke
How the thorns had grown.
Another century when I came here
Full of something I thoughtlessly imagined
Made me grown-up
And later wrote off.
And I slept there, on your hard floor
It sounds like something people make up
But I dreamed you
And the twisting corridors to your door.
And today
With my kids in the back, a ridiculous detour
I realised
That I’m dreaming still.
I drove up the hill to your old house
The sun behind me, slowly setting
And I miss you.
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Of all the people I’m not kissing
You’re the person I’m not kissing
the most
Of all the people I’m not missing
You’re the person I’m not missing
the most
You and I
Couldn’t be further from my mind
got my eyes closed all the time
Of all the boyfriends I’m not fighting
Yours is the boyfriend I’m not fighting
the most
Of all the love songs I’m not writing
This is the love song I’m not writing
the most
You and I (you and I)
Couldn’t be further from my mind
got my eyes closed all the time
Of all the people I’m not kissing
You’re the person I’m not kissing
the most
Of all the people I’m not missing
You’re the person I’m not missing
the most.
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The Disappointment Choir England, UK
Electronic indie pop duo. We could teach you, but we'd have to charge.
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