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Long Distance
03:41
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With my hair undone and my too short dress
I am fraying at the edges, a disintegrating mess
As the scent of disinfectant from the airport restroom drifts to where stand
And with your bags packed up and your eyes downcast
My tongue is heavy with a question that I’m too afraid to ask
So I’ll keep tripping over sentences and sipping from the coffee in my hand
Anything to draw attention from the fact that I can’t watch you walk away again
And I get you’ve got to leave me
I’m not stupid, I’m not needy
Do you have to make it look so easy, look so easy?
With my throat closed tight and my eyes rimmed red
My mouth is full of cotton, the throbbing in my head
Is worsened by the stubborn squeak your suitcase wheel repeats with every step
The tell-tale harbingers of heartache as I watch you walk away again
And I get you’ve got to leave me
I’m not stupid, I’m not needy
Do you have to make it look so easy, look so easy?
Oh won’t you come kiss my lips and say we’ll be fine
Scan your folded ticket, and take your place in line
I’ll hold tight to your promises, I’ll wait on you to call me when you land
And three months down the road I’ll watch you walk my way again
Way deep down I know I’ll watch you walk my way again
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Footnote
03:02
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You’ve got a sweater from your first love tucked in your bottom drawer
I’ve never seen it hug your body or tangled on your floor
And we rarely talk about her, and it’s been seven years or more
But you’ve got a sweater from your first love tucked in your bottom drawer
And I’ve seen pictures of her and they remind me of me
One where she’s laughing with your brother, one where you’re both only nineteen
And you say there’s no resemblance, and in some ways I agree
But I’ve seen pictures of her and they remind me of me
The longer I love you the more it’s on my mind
What a painfully thin line
Between being the one you love, and being the one you loved once upon a time
’Cause when we talk about her it’s in the past tense
You still smile at inside jokes you had, you praise her poise and intellect
And I know that you’re not bitter, I know there’s no regret
But when we talk about her it’s in the past tense
And I can’t help but wonder if that’s how this will end
Am I the heroine of your story or a footnote for the girl you love next?
Danielle Knibbe – vocals, acoustic guitar
Bryn Besse – electric guitar
Connor Walsh – upright bass
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Danielle Knibbe Toronto, Ontario
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