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Mar 2014
When I was young, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I'm older--see it face to face
And now I'm older--gotta get up clean the place

And I was greener, greener than the hill
Where flowers grew and sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down give me a place to be

And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh so weak in this need for you
There is no tortured soul I connect with more than Nick Drake. He is the soundtrack to the abysmal life.
EP Mason
Written by
EP Mason  Cheltenham, England
(Cheltenham, England)   
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   Jack Aylward
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