Things Mean A Lot

Red House Painters

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    A descending climb
    My feet can't make the hill
    To the top where your house hides
    Tomorrow she comes
    The one who i've sworn and broke
    Loyalty
    To take your place
    In the bed next to me
    You threaten to make me dead
    And none of this will matter
    Or surface again
    Scares you to know that we won't be
    Watching the same sun
    Or brooding the same thoughts
    In the same part of the world
    Scares me how you get older
    How you forget about each other
    Things mean a lot at the time
    Don't mean nothing later

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    Composition: Mark Kozelek

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