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Performed By: Homonym
Language: English
Length: 4:10
Written by: Michael Dey




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Of all of the days I'd hope to remember
None of them fell upon last year's December
Alone at park benches, upon love note graffiti
I've never felt distant and gone so completely
It's New Year's morning, I'm twelve hours sober
I slept ten 'til ten til the fireworks were over
As I drift along in this empty part of space
Glitter polish on my nails, eight day beard upon my face
My mind wanders idly, eyes drifting aimlessly
Searching for someone who sits just beside me
Yet this is now home, right here is my respite
This nest full of spoils, reminiscence and phone light
So if you wander my way, or in my direction
Or a stop off for minutes between your train's connection
Find me
I pour out my drink with two straws, one for me and all my friends
I drink it down behind closed doors, to make the mean hours end
I slip down beneath covers, shut the door, to not offend
This misplaced of party guests, the deadest of ends
And I wait up for the evening, to convene, to apprehend
Your collective calls out to me, the deadest of ends
I couldn't see all you meant to me, all the time we were friends
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Of all of the days I'd hope to remember
None of them fell upon last year's December
Alone at park benches, upon love note graffiti
I've never felt distant and gone so completely
It's New Year's morning, I'm twelve hours sober
I slept ten 'til ten til the fireworks were over
As I drift along in this empty part of space
Glitter polish on my nails, eight day beard upon my face
My mind wanders idly, eyes drifting aimlessly
Searching for someone who sits just beside me
Yet this is now home, right here is my respite
This nest full of spoils, reminiscence and phone light
So if you wander my way, or in my direction
Or a stop off for minutes between your train's connection
Find me
I pour out my drink with two straws, one for me and all my friends
I drink it down behind closed doors, to make the mean hours end
I slip down beneath covers, shut the door, to not offend
This misplaced of party guests, the deadest of ends
And I wait up for the evening, to convene, to apprehend
Your collective calls out to me, the deadest of ends
I couldn't see all you meant to me, all the time we were friends
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Writer: Michael Dey
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