you won’t catch her quiet entrance
you won’t notice when she
the people of the foothills
want the mountains to arise
and the
'goodbye' to start a sad song
don't feel like the right
if i head off into the hills on a horse
Roll the blankets, we’re leaving
Running from memory
Hide behind our thinkin
three men walk into a bar
(and) the comedian starts
he breaks
I used to come here to think
I used to watch
You're the reason I woke up this morning
You're the reason
someone sent a purple ronnie
someone got a lover in wood
someone
crayon blue
caught in the rain with you
circling puddles and
hold a needle to the light
the eye defines the room
leave
you were everything once
I was barely enough
we nearly forgot to
slow girl, found you, don't simply turn away
the words won't
a final tight embrace
burn that last invitation
a final dose of
on days like yours
I'm the perfect stranger
pouring from the overflow
on
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