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We play on a real diamond, Porter.

from Demos '12 by Squints Palledorous

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-We Play On A Real Diamond, Porter-

Decades of photographs and of our memories
fester like ghost, in this old house, they're all thats been left behind

I sit on the stairs, I've been waiting there
chasing thoughts of you and I
It's so cold in here, clutching photographs
of the days we let slip threw our hands

in your, grandmothers house, that still harbours my thoughts of you
they stained the curtains and closets, with that smell of home that never left my clothes

now I look to my, fathers old watch
with dials of rust, and hands that've stopped
as a reminder of, how it once was,

when we were young, time was lost on us
and love led us astray

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from Demos '12, track released January 4, 2012

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