awkward silences hands outstretched want to have to hold something,
fingers on the window pane connecting with the falling rain
she turns to the west to take cover from the
there's something in the air today i dream of you
left my window open left ambition wide seats are soaked
tonight the sun sets on our lives and it's rays
drops her summer blouse it's wrinkled from the couch she
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