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The White Buffalo

Cursive

 

Cursive

(album: On The Widow's Walk - 2020)


When they stop writing in cursive
I don't know what I'll do
I'll handwrite my name on a sign
And hold it up high on the avenue

If you don't get lost in the stars
I don't know what I'll do
And I'd glue my face to the phone
I won't look up no more, like the other fools

Oh, the days gone by
How the time it flies
And I'll try to hold on tight
I hope the day don't come
When there's no more love
When we don't look each other in the eye
I think I'll die

And when we stop touching each other
Please tell me what will be
We'll be just like the drones
Together yet alone in captivity

And if songs quit breaking our hearts
I don't know what I'll do
And I'll take my heart at your feet
Drop to my knees and tear it in two

Oh, the days gone by
I think we're out of time
And I'll try to hold on tight
And I hope the day don't come
When there ain't no love
When we don't kiss each other goodbye
I think I'll die
I'll die
I'll die

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