Here’s a simplistically recorded song I wrote today in the sad bastard vein.

POV

I got two legs to carry me home
And I got two eyes to see that you’re gone
But its never been the perfect point of view
I got two arms to hold you at night
But it’s too late to say my goodbye
Cause you left me in the silence of that bar

If I had my wish I’d walk you to your door
And talk to you until the sun came up

You’ve got two legs to make you feel tall
And you’ve got two eyes as blue as the sky
And I’ve always had the perfect point of view
You’ve got two hands I’m longing to hold
And it’s too cold to stay here alone
And my fleece is the only thing that keeps me warm

When I say hello my mind goes blank with nothing to say
When your eyes smile at me I can’t stand to see myself
Alone and staring at you

This is the saddest song
I’ll ever write about you

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