Return to Push |
TO BE NEAR |
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Fall into bed .. baby monitor on the night table |
It communicates the static of an innocent dream |
My face drowns in the pillow |
He snores into my ear |
And holds me too tightly |
Because he needs to be near |
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Restless but no sadness, how can one fall |
Out of love .. when they never fell in? |
It’s time for a round |
Of deep heavy sighs and a frustrated tear |
Familiar soundtrack of relationship excavation |
That he refuses to hear |
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He holds on to her in his sleep, stealing covers |
He advances with each move she takes away |
His sleep habits mimic the day |
In the dark its quite clear |
He’s pushed her right to the edge |
Because he needs to be near |
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