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From the album "Memetic Heretic" (ME97).

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YAFFA GIRL

She'd said she almost loved me, and I didn't doubt her.
Half our lives have passed with me without her.
This is my final-and-I-mean-it song about her.

Someone else is making mindless racket
in some band, wearing that old leather jacket
that I'd left behind with no more room to pack it.

Someone who looks like her is now portraying
the character she'd originated playing,
her deepest thoughts made shallow by re-saying.

Decades leave my memory of her less cluttered;
all the places where we ate and drank are shuttered.
I'd assumed that my bread would stay buttered.

Still, I can't discern if we had really dated –
maybe I'd just assisted as she masturbated.
The places where we'd done it are now renovated.

Should we renuite back there, I wouldn't mind it,
though it would be difficult for us, now, to find it:
it's all one new facade, with our past concealed behind it.

© 2014 Steve Fitch

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from Lyubov (Compilation 2010​-​2014), released July 28, 2014
Music, lyrics & recorcding by Steve Fitch © 2014.
Published by My Music by Me Music (BMI).

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