Okkervil River Black Letras:
I'm coming into your town. Night is falling to
the ground, but I can still see where you loved
yourself before he tore it all down. April 12th,
with nobody else around; you were outside the
house (where's your mother?), when he put you in
the car, when he took you down the road. And I can
still see where it was open, the door he slammed
closed. It was open, the door he slammed closed.
It was open, long ago. But don't lose me now,
don't lose me now. Though I know that I'm not
useful anyhow, just let me stick around while I
tell you, like before, you should say his name the
way that he said yours. But you don't want to say
his name anymore. Oh, Cynda Moore. Baby daughter
on the road, you're wrapped up warm in daddy's
coat. And I can still see the cigarette's heat.
I can't believe all that you're telling me, what
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is cutting like the smoke through your teeth as
you're telling me "forget it." But if I
could tear his throat, and spill his blood between
my jaws, and erase his name for good, don't you
know that I would? Don't you realize I wouldn't
pause, that I would cut him down with my claws if
I could have somehow never let that happen? Or
I'd call, some black midnight, fuck up his new
life where they don't know what he did, tell his
brand-new wife and his second kid. Though I tell
you, like before, that you should wreck his life
the way that he wrecked yours, you want no part of
his life anymore. Oh Cynda Moore, don't lose me
now, let me help you out. Though I know that I
can't help you anyhow, when I watch you I'm
proud. When I tell you twice before that you
should wreck his life the way that he wrecked
yours, you want no part of his life anymore. Oh
Cynda Moore. And it'll never be the way it was
before, but I wish that you would let me through
that door. Let me through that door, baby.
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