Barzin

Soft summer girls

Barzin
I stole all her letters
I stole all those poems
they belong to a girl
I used to know
There's still music
on Queen Street
where all the young girls go
I would rather be down there
than to read these notes
I praise all these soft
summer girls
they take me away
from the one I used to know
By the light of the kitchen
I've been reading your notes
I didn't notice
I had forgotten
the sound of your voice

Are you still the same girl
I used to know?
do you still wake up early
to write your poems?
I praise all these soft
summer girls
they take me away
from the one I used to know
I praise all these soft
summer girls
all that's left now
are summer girls

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