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Imprint adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 6695127 Records DK2 tarafından 22 Mart 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıPrecipice
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22 Mart 2024
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I didn't know you well
But I've been writing down the stories you would tell
In the silence left behind
I didn't know you long
But I've been finding notes you pressed into my palms
Dried flowers trapped in time
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I want you to know me
I didn't know your pain
But I recognized the feelings with no name
That lived behind your eyes
I didn't know the way
But I followed you in darkness as the day
Was longing for the night
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I want you to know me
Nobody's ever known me
I just want you to know me
Ooooh
I'm just a painter
Capturing the colors of the twilight
I do not know the sky
Reading the last pages of a book I didn't write
Oooooh
I'm just a witness
The open hands that catch the questions, the memories and goodbyes
Holding your picture in my mind
Holding the imprint left behind
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I don't know you
But you told me, you know me
I want you to know me
Nobody's ever known me
I want someone to know me
Ooooh
I'm just a painter
Capturing the colors of the twilight
I do not know the sky
Reading the last pages of a book I didn't write
Oooooh
I'm just a witness
The open hands that catch the questions, the memories and goodbyes
Holding your picture in my mind
Holding the imprint left behind
I didn't know you well
But your words are in the story that I tell
In the silence left behind
I didn't know you long
But you're woven through the lifeline in my palm
A question trapped in time
Do I know you
Is there daylight in this twilight shade of blue
Do these final pages hold the truth
Written by: Anna Cephas
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