With a Key

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Peter Broderick - Pop

With a Key

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I had enough so I went home To the place I was raised To my younger days Down at the pond She was swimming naked With a key in her hand With her beautiful skin After awhile I was running naked To any place that's away To my abiding grief And back at the pond She was digging it wider With a key in her hand With her unaltered patience Before the end I went there to find her To the growing pit, to my dried up nest She asked why I didn't bring the water With a key in her hand With her face all bright And with her first words I started crying Just like I knew I would No matter what she said And then her smile Turned my tears upside down With a key in her hand Without knowing And though it was blurry I could see the whole filling And because it was blurry But soon she was shouting "Too much, too much" With a key in her hand With a chance of knowing I got excited I was so overwhelmed I simply couldn't stop With water at my chest With no control Only her right hand was above the flood With her key somewhere else With her key somewhere else

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