This song, by Radiohead’s Thom Yorke, never fails to move me. Here’s a version I recorded a few minutes ago:
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I’ll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I’ll dress like your niece
and wash your swollen feet
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave
I’m not living
I’m just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave
True love waits
in haunted attics
And true love keeps
on lollipops and crisps
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave