Bethlehem from (A)void by James Buchanan Fan Club

I still remember the last time I saw your face
I still remember the furniture you’ve got in your place
And though I left town feeling thankful to not have caught a case
I hope I’m walking the fine, fine line
I still remember the jokes that you said to me
I still remember each moment of your brutal honesty
And though to put it nicely we were headlong in botany
I hope you love your life like I love mine

It ain’t easy
To give it up and enter the fray
But when the King of the Jews was born in Bethlehem
The wise men packed up and went on their way

I still remember what music we used to share
I still remember the natural shade of your hair
And though you probably don’t have a damn to spare
I hope the sea has made a solid sailor
I still remember the things I did to warrant shame
I still remember the excuses whereupon I laid blame
So if fucking up’s a sport I take gold in every game
I hope my shade of white no longer gets paler

It ain’t easy
To start again and do what we must
But when the King of the Jews was born in Bethlehem
The wise men found a way to adjust

It ain’t easy
To admit to myself what I became
But when the King of the Jews was born in Bethlehem
The wise men took up the cause just the same
It ain’t easy
To reckon with the loss of a friend
But when the King of the Jews was born in Bethlehem
The wise men simply could not pretend

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