Texty: Sir Simon. The Last Year.

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Wished I'd photographed the last year
All those moments I forgot
There's a brilliant piece of April
There's a bad idea, A thought

Wish I kept every single ticket
Every message on the phone
I could easily delete them
With a friendly tone

And if you wanna go
I'm the last to stop you, you know
All the things I go through
Every day now, I wake up late
Opening letters that seal my fate

Wish I'd things to set on fire
Like those cigarettes you smoke
Every picture I admire
Every awful joke

And there are postcards, that remind us
That we meant it for the best
But as far as I can see now
They are given me
They're given me the rest

And if you wanna go
I'm the last to stop you, you know
All the things I go through
Every day now, I wake up late
Opening letters that seal my fate

And you go
I'm the last to stop you, no
All the things I go through
Every day now, I wake up late
Opening letters that seal my fate

And if you wanna go
I'm the last to stop you, you know
All the things I go through
Every day now, I wake up late
Opening letters that seal my fate

And you go
I'm the last to stop you, you know
All the things I go through
Every day now, I wake up late
Losin' something I never had