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KATHRYN WILLIAMS >> Merchandise Links
KATHRYN WILLIAMS
In a room banging on about the world in words There's an old low light it flicks on and off Like our opinions Three hours without a word Then you stroke my arm There's an old low light in me And it switches on It's not visible to anyone but our love lives There- I can feel it glimmer It's slow and quiet and stares out at years And it makes me love you more More, more, more, more In a different city bed in my sister's house There's an old low light it keeps me awake Without the shape of you Track four on a CD you made for me There's a note like light and it changes the air And it makes me love you more More, more, more, more, more It's not visible to anyone but our love lives There- I can feel it glimmer It's slow and quiet and stares out at years
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