Making history

Song of the day;;

→ Damien Rice - My Favourite Faded Fantasy

You could be my favourite taste

To touch my tongue

I know someone who could serve me love

But it wouldn't fill me up

You could have my favourite face

And favourite name

I know someone who could play the part

But it wouldn't be the same

No, it wouldn't be the same

No, it wouldn't be the same

No, it wouldn't be the same

As with you

You could be my favourite place

I've ever been

I got lost in your willingness

To dream within the dream

You could be my favourite faded fantasy

I've hung my happiness upon what it all could be

And what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

With you

What it all, what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

With you

You could hold the secrets that save

Me from myself

I could love you more than love could

All the way from hell

You could be my poison, my cross

My razor blade

I could love you more than life

If I wasn't so afraid

Of what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

Of what it all, what it all could be

With you

What it all, what it all could be

Of what it all, what it all could be

What it all, what it all could be

With you

Loved is all that bloomed

Always what you did

Never let someone go or they

I ain't never loved like you

I've never loved, I've never loved

I've never loved, loved, loved like you

I've never loved

I've never loved

I've never loved

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