we can't do this anymore

from by Claire Raby

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lyrics

you said, we can't do this anymore
and I said, I know

I find myself
sifting through letters
(sifting through the mail)
and checking for calls on my cell
(checking for holes in my cell)

I ask myself (I ask myself)
(what is the point of this hell)
(I ask myself)
what is the point if I
can't even handle it well
(what is the point of this hell)

why torture myself
I die every time your presence is felt
(die every time our silence is squelched)
a blazing fire is fed
I crave for this thirst to be quenched
(I need for this need not to be met)

this morning I saw your ghost
sitting in front of the window
you'd never wear that, I said
you'd never understand what that meant

I ask myself (I ask myself)
what is the point if I
can't even explain it well
(why do I torture myself)
(I ask myself, I ask myself)
what is the point if I
can't even tell you myself
(why do I torture myself)

are you watching
(are you listening)
are you listening
(are you watching)
(I ask myself)
are you watching
(are you really listening)
are you listening
(are you watching me)

credits

from sampler 2013, track released March 20, 2007
(for song credits see forrestrose.com)

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Claire Raby Riverhead, New York

Claire Raby is a singer/songwriter who writes dark, emotive ballads with layers of harmonies and rounds of infectious melodies. Her ethereal voice haunts many of the cafés, churches, bars and basements of eastern Long Island. She has been performing solo for 13+ years, and counting (every one), and her performances are graced occasionally with backing vocals by some very talented L.I. musicians. ... more

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