I remembered the red crust of cuts and scrapes
On the skin of your shins from narrow escapes
With thistles and brambles and barbed wire fences
I remembered so I reached for a pen
And I wrote down your name again and again
Wrote down your name again and again
When I remembered and reached for a pen
Well, I remembered your cowbell, your blue triangle
And the ruby red round earrings that dangled
From your ear onto your neck
I remembered so I reached for a pen
And I wrote down your name again and again
Wrote down your name again and again
When I remembered and reached for a pen
So I wrote down your name again and again
Wrote down your name again and again
I remembered, reached for a pen
Wrote down your name again and again

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