Only Thing
I’m pouring orange tea. You’re presiding over me. I didn’t know what would make me free, but you are the only thing. Done lost my taste for drink, even the drink I need (I think). Back from the edge, from the balmy brink, to say you are the only thing. Night wrestling, no reprieve-why do you strive with me? I only see ’cause you made me see, that you’re the only thing. Just in my room, listening on the Kinks, took me to the stream and I took a drink. I’m not the same as I used to be. Now you’re the only thing. You are the only thing.
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