[Verse 1]
Your face reminds me of yesterday (Oh whoa)
I said those words and I meant ‘em, babe (Oh whoa)
Now can you whisper them back to me? (Oh whoa)
So I can figure out what they mean to me
This ain’t the part where I tell you not to leave
I don’t belong with you, and you don’t belong with me
But that’s the thing about love no else can see
You don’t get to pick and choose what you want it to be
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
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Benjamin Grossman 
💚 very catchy🎶🎤
Thanks 💚!
A fun snippet 👏
Thanks you, thank you.
What a lovely groove, Ben! Really uplifting and light 🌟
Thanks again. Hope to finish it fully in the future.
I look forward to it!