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lyrics
We lived on the 8th, back where I walked the floor.
I let her inside when she came dark to my door
Close to her breast she brought with her truth
And danced me the waltz of the heartbreak of youth.
I asked her to sit, I chose to stand
I leaned on my back foot when she offered her hand
She said unto me from a chaise of wine suede
“Come sit beside me, why are you so afraid?”
Now I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where she lay.
I pay my rent. I’m not hurting for it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where you stay.
I paid my rent but you can keep it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
It started off wrapped up in goose down and fleece
And ended a trophy for her mantlepiece
A notch on a bedpost, a flash in a cup
A string around finger where she tied me up.
The windows now shuttered. Laid bare at my feet,
These spoils of war were snatches - of defeat.
One surrendered last chance to spirit away
So much to say and then nothing to say.
I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where she lay.
I pay my rent. I’m not hurting for it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where you stay.
I paid my rent but you can keep it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
She governed me, and did not cause me to fail.
Staid in green pastures she sat me there
She nourished me upon water - so filling
Happy and fat but blind to the spilling
I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where she lay.
I pay my rent. I’m not hurting for it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
I live alone, so far away
Home, in my head, is where you stay.
I paid my rent but you can keep it.
She needs you more than she loved you.
She lives alone, so far away.
Home in her bed, Is where (alone) I layed.
Shot from the hip, but I didn’t mean it.
I needed her more than I loved her.
I live alone, so far away
And in my head, is where you’ll stay.
I paid my rent but you can keep it.
credits
from Wild Rice,
released March 1, 2024
Recorded and Performed in a bedroom by Leon Frear.
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