Lucy Dacus – Historians (Guitar)

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You said "Don't go changing

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I'll rearrange to let you in

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And I'll be your historian

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And you'll be mine

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And I'll fill pages of scribbled ink

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Hoping the words carry meaning"

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Then one day, the motorcade

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Covered in flower wreaths

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First in a big parade

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Will come to take one of us away

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Leaving the other with plenty to read

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This is what I want to talk about

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But somehow the words will not leave my mouth

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Was I most complete at the beginning or the bow?

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If past you were to meet future me

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Would you be holding me here and now?