Sepia Life

Album cover art for "Sepia Life" by John Bucchino & Andrea Marcovicci

John Bucchino & Andrea Marcovicci - Pop, Folk

Sepia Life

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Duration: 3:25

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"I'll meet you by the punchbowl," she said A southern belle arranging her first affair The satin ball gown whispered disapproval As she had the butler carry her husband Up to bed Rag-doll drunk It seems the other guests plan to stay She yawned and loudly noted it growing late Then, two by two The pickled crowd departed And she found herself alone With a young man Letting him Kiss her neck We do what we have to She thought To color a sepia life Give me that brush Right now, I can only think in red "I want you so," a desparate voice cried "I never dreamed of wanting someone this much" The satin ball gown hissed against his clutching But she fluttered less and less As he pinned her to the couch Under him We do what we have to, she thought To color a sepia life Give me that brush Right now, I can only think in red The ball gown sat in silent dismay Two bodies bent, then flattened against the floor Soon after, he was shown the back door The carpet felt the same to her feet No big thoughts as she quietly climbed the stairs The satin ball gown muttered as she hung it But she only heard the breath of her husband Stutter in Like a child's We do what we have to, she sighed To color a sepia life She took his hand And kissed the balding top of his head

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