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Forgotten but not Gone

from Parkwood by Mayor of Donutville

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Broke my nose again, in the sloping of the drive
The first time hurt the worst, the second hurt my pride
How are we shaped by trees, falling in falling leaves
The air, the wind, the earth, the mud, contains us
Here I lost my thoughts, a blackbird on the ground
Watching from my perch, and lighting down to land
Out by the ditch I spied, we both returned alive
The air, the wind, the trees, the storm, remade us

Thru open windows
I could be the black bird
I will remember this day

Boy inside a box, and the bird that fell instead
The second hurt in ways, but the first one hurt my head
You know truly I wanted to be like you
The air, the wind, the trees against the sky, blue

Thru open windows
I could be the black bird
I will remember this day

Thru open windows
I could be the black bird
I will remember
How we were delivered
Thru golden leaves
We watched the street
Forgotten but not gone

Thru open windows
I could be the black bird
I will remember this day

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from Parkwood, released January 4, 2023

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