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This place is different in the sunshine
Look out the window today
Maybe I'm just desperate for a few reasons for you to stay
But all you wanna do is go.
There's a secret in the sunshine
the kind that burns the sidewalks yellow-gray
and all these messages in pastel chalk are saying all there is to say
When all you wanna do is go.
Now, I've got time
and you've got mine
We will be fine
When the sun shines
It's different in the sunshine
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Empty Plans
02:46
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The street was soaked in useless sunshine
on the last day I remember
We were making empty plans
to drag ourselves out of this winter
But winter never really ends
it just claws its way inside you
I know I said I miss my friends
but I'm not really sure that I do
Does everybody have a place to go?
Does everybody have a place that they can go?
This summer never even landed.
It just drifted by above us.
We watched it from our open windows,
subtracting one from what we had left.
What do we have left?
How much do you have left?
You can count your blessings, while you count the days down.
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Old Habits
02:12
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Dragging all the weight of mid-July
Somehow still so desperate to get outside
to streets stalked by the virus and the men with guns,
may they find each other.
I've been picking up old habits I thought were dead
Like biting nails, and twisting hair,
and pondering the conditions under which
I might take up arms against the government
A-wuh-ooo-wuh-oh oh
When I emerge, blinking, from this underground
to all my friends and neighbors staring numbly around
We'll fumble with our words and how they sound.
What did people used to talk about?
Hey, have you guys picked up habits you thought were dead?
Like seething hate, existential dread?
Picturing all these motherfuckers
coughing out their final ugly breaths?
A-wuh-ooo-wuh-oh oh
It's been such a hot night that I can't help wonder if you're feeling alright.
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Your Winter Coat (646)
03:32
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Set fire to the spring time
Let it burn 'til summers gone
the ones the law is for
and the ones the law is on
Bend back your little fingers.
Wrap your own hands around your throat.
Let's see how much this flimsy body
can take before it goes.
You and me can't feel the seasons turn
You and me won't ever have to learn
You and me and everything that's left to burn.
Take off your winter coat and lay it on the rising fire.
Set fire to the spring time
Let it burn 'til summers gone
the ones the law is for
and the ones the law is on
Yeah, the ones the law is on.
Let it burn until it's gone.
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Last Summer
03:48
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Last summer, I dreamed that you were a falling star that crashed into my house and burnt it all to ashes, burnt the ashes into smaller ashes and spread them all over Lorraine Avenue, then you waited for the rain to wash them down the gutter and, as far as I know, you are still waiting because this summer has been so dry that all the grass in the back yard has gone all brown and rotten.
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait another day for you to figure out last summer was when everything went wrong.
Everybody's got a job to do,
and everybody's got another weekend coming
and we know what is best for you.
Yeah, we know what is best for you
We got men with the right degrees
and we need them to keep the power running.
They know what is best for me.
Yeah, they know what is best for me.
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait another day for you to figure out last summer was when everything went wrong
and now It's too late, It's too late, It's too late, It's too late, It's too late. Oh, can't you feel the night air inching colder and the days just don't seem quite as long.
When the rains come, you'll have withered down to nearly nothing, a shriveled mass unstably perched on a pile of rubble, water rushing throught the empty streets and you'll just sit there staring at it, wishing you were younger. Wishing you were younger
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Maybe Next Summer
04:18
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The sun is just behind that cloud.
Home is just over that hill.
I am patient. I know how to wait.
There is always another hill, but I am patient.
There is always another cloud, but I am patient.
I am patient. I know how to wait.
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