Namelessnumberheadman
Namelessnumberheadman - I Know How You Got Old songtekst
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Read the play in the spring Thought a lot about God's role in suffering And all...all of the millions of times. I heard the news in July Had no symptoms, only the reasons why All...all of those lost, sacred rhymes were lies. I had imagined it mattered which reasons to use But winter brought nothing but all the bad news we could bear Could hardly bear Heard your voice through the glass Felt you standing at every slow street I passed And then...then I was standing alone. I strained to think what you said To remember the last couple lines you read And grinned...grinned with the grace of a saint I had imagined the best way to deal with the blow We stood on the lawn and we sang in the snow How I wanted God to know I know how you got old.