Fifty
Eight
Years
Spent
Running in a circle
Still I'm not far behind you
He was such a nice man but he talked too much
While I was trying to find you
I only slept three hours
I should've done more
Then the call came thru
Pinned me to the floor
I don't know how to swallow it
No
This fucked up and bottomless
Hole
The crater that you left inside my heart
My heart
I never think I'll understand
Why you couldn't stick around
Man
I just want to know that I'll see you again
Sweet friend
I remember restless storms
And the smell of your perfume
And all that we said hung thick
Like a smoke inside the room
I try to keep the picture still
But it's leaking out the back of my head
I try to hold the picture still
•
Keeps
Leaking
Out the
Back of
My head
•
I don't know how to swallow it
No
This fucked up and bottomless
Hole
The crater that you left inside my heart
My heart
I never think I'll understand
Why you couldn't stick around
Man
I just want to know that I'll see you again
Sweet friend
I just want to know that I'll see you again
Sweet friend
I just want to know that I'll see you again
Sweet friend
I know that I'll see you again
Lo was written by BASECAMP.
Lo was produced by BASECAMP.
Based on a letter that I wrote to my best friend on her birthday, a few months after she had passed away. It’s admittedly, albeit unapologetically, on the more self-indulgent side. It was important to be able to express that loss and to memorialize someone that meant so much to the three of us.
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