Burned out like all
Cathie candles
Marked up with the
there was no doubt, the moment it was savored.
with or
you are a book for me to read,
line after line
I am on your side
And we're always right.
It’s perfect
But worth
I watch the sun come up while you're sleeping it
You and me
On half speed
Wild and free
But quietly
Like we're supposed
Hopes pretending. It's timber on the fire
Embers free the cinders
And
So you're born on the cusp
Or it's a run of
Please. Baby Julie, come home
It'll be like before you were
The cooler kids will keep together
The quiet ones are sure
I'm sorry
The day is done
In hindsight, it don't seem wrong
He's
From the ocean to big city motion
From the A train
There's something in the arm
Of your record player
That's giving me
Do what your dad don't: say should
Do what good girls
We stay hard to find
'Cause it's too hard to take
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