Songwriters: Bayles, Matthew B; Johnson, Erin David; Knudson, David Erik; Murchy, Cory Micheal; Snider, Jake Henry
That was the last time I ever saw her-
Through a shop window, sleeves to her elbows.
I walked past and kept on walking
And lit a smoke with my hands shaking.
She was something else
A few summers ago
We spent weeks in her room
Just having sex and listening to jazz
And that was the life.
But I didn't know at the time
Blinds drawn at twelve noon
With daylight pouring through
Projecting lines on her body
Move on, move on, move on
Smoke your smoke and move on
I should go back to
See if she's still there
Standing like a statue
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