Grrrlquake (grrrlquake) wrote,

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Song of the Years...

You -- Toshi Reagon

All this held in hand
None I understand
None I wish to show
None I wish to know

Caught from the inside
Caught to late to hide
Or fade away
Now to find a way with you

Watch out for what I say
Or the games I play
Hard to tell the truth
And so hard to move

Still trying to be quick
Don’t want to go down sick
Trying to hold my will
So I turn the shy to steel
And run from you

You got what you know
Your young eyes your old soul
Your mind full of mess
Your hours counting stress

Still you get it right
Turn day and your night
They both mean the same
And I don’t stay away from you
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