I've got a balcony in my new apartment
I thought you'd like to know
I've got a cat that sleeps in between my feet at night
And a grip that I'm letting go
I've got a pretty long fuse
I've got some pretty tattoos
I get a lot of good news
And it all belongs to you too
You bore a hole inside a life that didn't compromise and
I now call that a memory
Staring straight through what seemed an endless blue
You were thinking of me
You drew a pretty short straw
You made a lot of tough calls
I'm always thinking of you
I can't ever make it up to you
But I can always make a space for you
Why don't you lay here
Head on my shoulder
You're the only reason I could ever get older
I don't know how you survived it
I don't think I'd have the strength now
But I was there
I am there all the time
And time is a slippery disc
And memory is all that's mine
I can't ever make it up to you
But I can always make a space for you
Why don't you lay here
Head on my shoulder
You're the only reason I could ever get older
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