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Mar 2010
I never liked those green shades
Don’t worry dear the mist will fade
Away after morning
The shops are closing
The ships are leaving
Later on the sun will come
Bright and burning to scare
Away the mist
Don’t be afraid
We’ll walk the streets
And pretend that we don’t care
‘cause it’s okay
just move your feet
and pretend we’ll go somewhere.

So pull the shades
Or don’t look out
You’re growing up
Can’t hold you back now
Tie you up or confine you to
This chair
Can’t find you, you’re not here.

I know when I
did something wrong.
Happened on that day
It’s been too long
And the memory hasn’t gone away.
You can’t forget and I regret
But you wanted it that way.

Your anchor’s down
My checkered frame
Of mind is too hurt
Is too pained to decide

Her legs won’t move
His voice won’t talk
We lay in silence
Unable to walk
We can’t hear you
‘Cause you’re not there
We want to reach you
To pretend to care
Like you pretend to stand.

I’ll walk the streets
And pretend I don’t care.
I’ll walk away
‘Cause there’s too much here.
If it’s okay
I’ll just move my feet
And wish I were going somewhere.
Written by
Lily Pandera
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