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Track: Poetry by Dead Men
Artist: Sara Bareilles
Album: Amidst the Chaos (Bonus Version)

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Name: Sara Bareilles
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American Singer-songwriter and Pianist. Born December 7, 1979 in Eureka, California, United States.

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Release: Sara Bareilles - Amidst The Chaos
Year: 2019
Genres: Rock, Pop
Styles: Pop Rock

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LYRICS

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror
I'll even wear that green dress you like so when I disappear
You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost in time
Your turn to make up your mind between the two roads
Go and take some more time, but me and mine must go
I tried to wait it out, no more
Can't find the man I was waiting for

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be
Singing about another near-miss love that ended incomplete
I tried to wait it out, no more
Can't find the man I was waiting for
I wanted to tell you things
All the secrets I've been keeping
It's all right in front of me, but then you just kept disappearing

A good dream, almost
Now I tell your ghost

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men

Line after line, the words just live to remind
The two of us, what we could have been
Poetry by dead men
Fire from ember, how could I make you remember?
With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say
I still want to be your girl?

I still want to be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men