Every time I pass that corner
I get a little hit of the beautiful pain
I hope that you are feeling better
You know the picture doesn’t fade
It just grows a shade warmer round the edges baby
I was waiting
Anticipating
Painting the parlor red
All the lights of the cathedrals
Danced in my head
With every word you said
The sword of Damocles
Was hangin over me
And then you cut the thread
I have no taste for melodrama
I still can hear you laugh after all of this time
I know I shouldn’t be thinking of you
I know I’d make better song
If I could move along and leave you in the past baby
I was hoping
Sometimes believing
I went where I was lead
All the choirs of the cathedrals
Sang in my head
With every word you said
The sword of Damocles
Was hangin over me
And your love was the thread
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