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Pressed Flowers

from Pressed Flowers EP by Michael Wadlow

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We picked wildflowers,
from down by the river
on the outskirts of town.
Pressed, framed and hung them up.
Then you closed the door,
to the dark of November,
and suddenly the world was so small.

Oh we rise,
and sometimes we fall.
but those flowers,
those flowers,
don't change at all.

Memories slowly surface
in the front of my head
like rusty bikes from river beds
and I recall,
Headlights in the dark of November,
broken glass on the floor.

Oh we rise,
and sometimes we fall,
but those flowers,
pressed flowers,
don't change at all.

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from Pressed Flowers EP, released February 18, 2021
Written By Michael Wadlow

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Michael Wadlow Shrewsbury, UK

Michael Wadlow is a singer/songwriter. He currently resides in Shrewsbury,England.
His inspirations are: dark cafes, winter mornings, words carved into old oak trees and the diner scene from the 1984 sci-fi film Starman.

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