no song can match it

naked photos taken without a flash.

throwing an anchor on dry land.

spinning your wheels while never intending to go anywhere.

wishing for the spring sun in mid-town manhattan.

justification without accusation.

pain with pleasure.

unorchestrated movements rehearsed over and over.

meeting your mother on an unexpected saturday afternoon.

drinking without apology.

it all really is about you, jolene.

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