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Anya Marina lyrics : "Not A Through Street"

I don't remember much of anything
Of those years,
Kind of strange and kind of sad

Considering all the laughs
And all the tears.
Could it be this quiet cul-de-sac

Or the cynical moon?
Could it be the neighbor's cat watching
Me from the living room?


Either way, these days I feel so strange.
I remember you; so strange.

Do you remember me secretly?

So I comb the depths of the ocean floor

Of my memory; grasping onto some
Shell, some piece some evidence
Of you and me:

Sunlight streams in morning
Your head in the sheets
Dancing naked in the living room

(I still practice secretly).

I remember you secretly.

Do you remember me secretly?
I remember you secretly.
Do you remember me secretly?


You're a mile away
On your island, so close

Doing who knows what
With who-knows-who
Haphazard lovers don't

Seem to drown out your tune
It goes for me anyway
I don't know about you.

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