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you'll survive me when I'm gone
and you'll probably live longer
you'll surround the trees that don't live longer than you
I take pride in all my songs
but I lie about my life
to keep you
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will you race with me to the broken pay phones? I've been patient with the pace of my dreams will you wait for me in the halls and basements? I've been patient
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When You Follow Me
00:28
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when you follow me i'll let you follow me there will come a day when no one follows me
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I'm living the dream if it's crappy
I gotta believe that I'm happy
I gotta believe that I'm mapping the future
scraping the seeds of the saddle
keeping my hand nice and ratted
watching the greens where there's cattle
pick a time to remind that you lose
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marilyn eyes
and peril in mind
let's escape from our lives
americanize
they never will find us
come along for the ride
they never could die
a look at the prize
with peril in mind
try to try
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the way you hold my hand
the way you understand makes me know why i love you
and your lovely skin so fair
the way you comb your hair makes me know why i love you
your picture on the wall
your lovely eyes and all
they all show me why i love you
the way you kiss goodnight
the way you hold me tight makes me know why i love you
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never caused a word
the earth is not worth your time
never could i lie
to her
but it's not forever
passed out all your parts
the hearts
of everything
you will hold it and stare
but it's not forever
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when the century dies
take your readings out
if i could be relied (on) to be your atlas
forever mention me if any could be
forever mention the prize is to be your atlas
if any could be surprised
if any could be relied to be you atlas
it's easy to run
runnin it back and callin it back
talk to me
coming back to me
in this greater lake not out of it
you'll come back to me
when i feel it's easy
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I missed you at the party
All the lights were turned down low
I thought about calling
From the house to let you know
I missed you at the party
Where the plans were so intense
I wish you could've seen me
Screwed up endings like i...
Every little thing I touch
Every little thing could hurt me
All the pictures that you keep
None of them now are working
Waiting for a day
When you get back we'll
Go out late and paint the town
Acting crazy
Throw our money all around
I missed you at the party
All the lights were turned down low
I could have done better
But I didn't know that
Every little thing I touch
Every little thing could hurt me
All the reasons that you give
None of them now are working
Waiting for the day
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i know a place where i can be myself (it's where i go)
it's not to the north york or airport (it's where i go)
it's just a means a seemingly related shame (it's where i go)
another dream like the teen that got away (it's where i go)
lakes take ages to dry
could you tell me why
i'm a shy guy why guy
i know a man whose a hand and he's running away (it's alright tho)
cuz i'm a fan of the land but i type all day (it's alright tho)
to keep the light moving bright across the way (it's where i go)
in a band understanding things can break (it's alright tho)
lakes take ages to dry
could you tell me why
i'm a shy guy why guy
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release the record from broadview to queen
convince the peasantry
they got coffee on their hands and speak of plans
you could be without
and that shit ain't right
and mention it right
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You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
You are all left out
Out of there without a doubt
Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
You thought you were a clever girl
Giving up your social whirl
But you can't come back and be the first in line, on no
You're obsolete my baby
My poor old-fashioned baby
I said baby, baby, baby you're out of time
Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
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