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34 thoughts on “Keaton Henson – Grow Up With Me (Poem – Last.fm Session)

  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    I would love to meet this amazing man and know all of his stories damnnn why you gotta be so far awayy

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    I want this on my wall, I want this written in the locket I wear around my neck, I want this to mean as much to the one I love as it means to me.

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    this is the first time I've ever heard Keaton speak and, of course, he's blown me away yet again. his talking voice is so soothing and beautiful. such a beautiful human being with so much passion and power behind his words. i hope someday i can tell him how much his and his music means to me. x

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    We grew up together, now I'm having to learn how to grow up without you. Miss you more every day. RIP JJ

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    FUCK!
    i'm so glad i found your art
    right before 2017 starts
    *************rhyme noob********************

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    Every single word from this poem sets my heart to a flutter. So nostalgic for me.

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    "Let's both stay away from the edge of the bed, forcing us closer together." Lord..

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    This is so nice ugh I normally don't put up comments but this is so beautiful

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    i could listen to him forever and not get bored, even if he was just reading out shopping lists

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    I don't know what it is about this poem I swear I cry when I hear it and I feel like literally everything will be ok and we need mkre people like this …

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    I listen to this every morning when I wake up & every night before I go to sleep. Its this feel of comfort every time I hear this.

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  • August 22, 2017 at 7:02 am
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    Grow up with me.

    Let's run in fields and fear the dark together.
    Fall of swings, and burn special things,
    and both play outside in bad weather.

    Let's eat badly.
    Let's watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy.
    Let's sit in the back of the car,
    making eye contact with strangers driving past,
    making them uncomfortable.

    Not caring.
    Not swearing.
    Don't fuck.

    Let's both reclaim our superpowers;
    the ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth.
    The ability not to fear social awkwardness.
    To panic when locked in the cellar;
    still sure there's something down there.
    And while picking from pillows each feather,
    let's both stay away from the edge of the bed,
    forcing us closer together.

    Let's sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces;
    sticking our tongues out at passers by.
    Let's cry.
    Let's swim.
    Let's everything.

    Let's not find it funny lest someone falls over.
    Classical music is boring.
    Poetry baffles us both;
    there's nothing that's said is what's meant.
    Plays are long, tiresom, sullend, and filled;
    with hours that could be spent rolling down hills,
    and grazing our knees on cement.

    Let's hear stories and both lose our inocence.
    Learn about parents and forgiveness,
    death and morality,
    kindness and art,
    thus losing both of our innocent hearts,
    but at least we won't do it apart.

    Grow up with me.

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