Corncrakes Lyrics

She mentions corncrakes in the Summer Book
I want to text you but it’d mean I’d thought about you
I’ve thought about the birds too, the swallows nesting in the roof
And on the branch outside I pointed out two doves to you
And when you turned back 'round our legs were touching

I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things as keenly as I used to
I don’t know if this is even real
I don’t feel things