The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face
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made me wonder just how she could know
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of that something that happened between you and me
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so much more than a long time ago
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Her mother, I can see, lives within her still
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cause she looked at me with her eyes
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though I had only just met her right then
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I feel that she peeled back my guilty disguise
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Did i break the thread, or did you break the thread?
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well at this point we could ask who cares
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as for the promises broken and frayed
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it's 19 years late for repairs
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The grey pewter vase held the deep red rose,
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one piece of coral shone white,
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by the brass candlestick near your red velvet coat,
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is everything I can recall of one night
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Will you please tell me why I remember these things
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after all of this time, I don't know
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i must have left all those feelings inside
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cause that year I had no courage to show
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Was i the name you could never pronounce?
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or did i even figure at all?
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all of this happened before she was born
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did i shadow her young pencil marks on the wall
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Still i am sure i was only but one
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of a number who darkened that door
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of your home and your hearth and your family and wife
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who'd been darkened so often before
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Oh, the red leaf looks to the hard gray stone
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to each other, they know what they mean
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somewhere, their future is still yet to come
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in ways that are yet as of now unforeseen
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Song In Red And Grey
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| Suzanne Vega |
