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the colorist - thinking out loud lyrics

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like the leaves at my face
he is a victim of gravity
the unbearable color of things
gets him down

and as his raincoat covers me
we know it was never raining

sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud

like strings in a fan
the shoelaces aren’t done
the solitude reflection of his face
gets him down

and as the shadow covers me
i thought he was only sleeping

sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud

his clothes on the floor
under a silver light
the smell of lavender and tar
brings me down

if the telephone should ring
god knows it could never be him

sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud
sorry it was me
was i thinking out loud

- the colorist lyrics

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