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I can meet you by the road |
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where the spraypaint meets the grass |
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and your thirty second thoughts |
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melt into your time-lapse photographs |
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and the day, seems to float again |
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in the wake of your open arms |
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the needle skips along the wax |
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and the sun is solid gold |
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I sick my canines to the fat |
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'Cause a heavy vessel floats |
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and the day, seems to float again |
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in the wake of your open arms |
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your body's beached along the bay |
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I lit a bonfire and drowned it in your name |
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I split your film into the light |
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of the never ending day |
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and the cold collapsed my heart |
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so I buried it in the canyons of your claim |