Eric Reitz: Music

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And street lights, I've been begging for a change
Have the sun and moon rearrange, lunar lonely my great exchange
And red fall, watch you quiet from my windowpane
waiting on another kind of name, one that aint so fond of feeling fame

and oh, oh what to say?
and oh, oh what to say?

I'm a still life, held inside a picture frame
still clinging to an old claim, in a world where it all tastes the same
And just sit, retreat into some inlet
I take refuge in regrets, I'm forever yours in missteps

and oh, oh what to say?
and oh, oh what to say?

The world stood still, my lungs had filled
the night was bright but only half alive
She didn't slow down she didn't say grace
Just cupped her mouth by putting hands close to her face

And oh, oh what to say?
And oh, oh what to say?

The world stood still, my lungs had filled
The night was bright but only half alive
She didn't slow down, she didn't say grace
just cupped her mouth by putting hands close to her face

And oh, oh what to say?
And oh, oh what to say?
I'm blown away