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She Was The East River

from Stories (EP) by Jane Lane

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So, I don’t think you know what you are saying, dear
Your words are awful slurred
And marked with signs of bitter thoughts
And secret men I’ve never
Heard of such a lie, or such a truth
But I can never tell with you
So close those pretty eyes and think of times
When love was something pure

I’m feeling like this pain could drag me under
Feels just like my blood’s ice through my system
Holding onto to silent memories before they’re gone

So days and weeks and months will pass
With every single night just like the
Lasting taste of shame that you
Will shake your head at until it passes
The ring around my finger
Chains the guilt around my ankles
And the current’s swift
So you won’t have to worry anymore about me!

I’m feeling like this weight could drag me under
Feeling like my blood’s sludge through my system
I’m holding on to all my fantasies before they’re gone

And in the end, after all is said and done
You’ll find me on the floor
Learning to swim for the time when the river must answer for the live that she’s taken!
Oh, then you’ll say to me...
Oh, then you’ll say to me...
It’s finally...over.

I remember Paris in the summer
I remember flowers, strewn across a bedside table
I remember long forgotten vineyards
I remember poetry, and how it felt when you lied to me

So we have both fell victims to this current
Drunken sailors making waves across the icy water
Reaching out for something to hold on to
Blind to all the fucked up things you always said or put me through
You are now the spirit of this river
You are now the storm that rocks the boat and throws me over
Feeling now, the undertow
I try to swim, but you’re too strong
And now I’m going under...and now I’m going under...

You are now the weight that drags me under
You are now the victor of another endless struggle
Clutch my throat, and smile sweetly
And stroke my cheek and say to me
“You’re just another silly scene, in another stupid movie”

She was the east river...

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from Stories (EP), released September 1, 2008

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