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Do you think the landlord's pissed |
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We left a car parked on the lawn again |
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He's looking |
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The porch is still and empty |
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We wrote our friends names on the walls inside |
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They're laughing |
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We know that this isn't home for long |
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The posters in your bedroom speak softly |
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They tell stories |
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So while the weather's getting worse we take shelter in these walls again and tell stories |
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So where did you live and what did you learn there |
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We watch the fallen leaves turn to frozen trees it's been another year |
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Where do the echoes from the echoes go |
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Where does the water flow when it leaves our homes |
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I've been searching for this something that I can run away with |
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It's a life changing decision |
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Should I leave or try to beat this |
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I know it gets harder everyday |
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But the dawn will fade and our skin will flake away |
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Where do the echoes from the echoes go |
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Where does the water flow once it leaves our homes |
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Live wires are like this |
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They hit the streets and form a beacon |
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It's a danger we've been warned but we still stretch and try to reach them |
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Watching our planet grow on screens I spoke into a window sill and still forgot everything and it spoke back |
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A thousand frozen trees but still there's something burning |
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(I will stare while you are growing Come with me to empty places ) |
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They are filled with everything |
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Where do the pieces of our dreams recede |
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Into eyes shut that are opening |
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I never have ever decided what to think of all the years I spent in Connecticut |
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(Whenever if ever I get my life together I'll apologize for all the things I should have said ) |
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So beat on the bass drum make all the spiders run |
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We threw rocks at the house and it looked back |
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(and on another day lost to the setting sun I stare at the ceiling and it looks back ) |