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She mentions corncrakes in the Summer Book I want to text you, but it'd mean I've thought about you I've thought about the birds too, the swallows nesting in the roof And on the branch outside, I pointed out two doves to you And when you turned back round, our legs were touching I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things as keenly as I used to I don't know if this is even real I don't feel things
Writer(s): Anna B Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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