I listened to Big Jet Plane over and over and over again the day I had you. I gritted my teeth and and tried to crawl inside that song, away from my body, away from the pain…imagining that you were there inside the music, that I was singing it to you.
It came on the other day and I watched you while you slept, whispering the words to you in your dreams.
Gonna hold ya
Gonna kiss ya,
in my arms.
Gonna take ya
away from harm…
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