Texty: The Magnetic Fields. Realism. Always Already Gone.

I tried hard to keep you, I needn't have tried
It seems you'd decided, when did you decide?
So this is the last time I cry in the dawn
It seems you were always, always already gone

You never were happy, you had to be free
You took all the freedom you needed from me
Then you and your freedom flew thither and yon
You're free to be always, always already gone

I couldn't have dreamed you but I might as well
You leave me with only a story to tell
But at the beginning our story is done
Because you were always, always already gone