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banner marsh
03:42
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Moonlit grass moving past
Past my eyeline, I'm fine
Purple wind on the sky
Birds break on the skyline
But I'm fine
On a wave, on a call, I was always there
For a grade, on a curve, on a sliding scale
Moonlit grass, sign my cast
A scribbled peace sign
Put 'em in the air
Empty, empty air for a million miles
Park out on the grass
Did you get the 30 pack?
That's cool, use the side door
So the neighbors don't call my dad
Did you hear anything from Stacy Lee or Jessica?
Don't have too few
or you'll remember way too much
God, I've been such a slut this year
God, I've been such a slut
When the boy comes around
That's weird, he was not needed
When the boy comes around
That's weird, did someone call him?
Was it love I wanted?
Is it hard to be haunted?
Could I let love in right now?
When the boy comes around
Hard to hear when he comes callin'
Was it love I wanted?
Is it hard to be haunted?
Well, it's good I'm asking now
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mora place
03:02
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How I long to be at home
Where I can face the space alone
No need to think of words to say
I can just lay in the bed all day
& learn from the way the ceiling fan turns
Still I long for mora place of my own
With a house & a glass of lemonade
& a flower in the window
& me in the shade of love
I can’t be the mayor now
The incumbent won’t get out
& I don’t have the funds
To take him for a run
Tho he’s not that bad a guy
He always waves goodbye
As he’s passing me in the fast lane
No one really changes
No one really changes all that much
Still I long for mora place of my own
With a house & a glass of lemonade
& a flower in the window
& me in the shade
Long for a place of my own
With a house & a glass of lemonade
& a flower in the window
Me in the shade
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Cinnamon pill, where’d you go again?
Somewhere on the hill
where the ancient grass
sits still & never sways
I wanna be what I set out to
Someday far away
Where the sun stays in the sky
I don’t cotton much to you
Coming round
Telling me what to do
I wanna sit, but I gotta stand with you
Cuz the bugs are bad
The rent is high
I get so sad
I wanna die
I don’t
I don’t cotton much to you
Coming round
Telling me what to do
I don’t cotton much to you
Coming round here
Telling me what to do
I’m gonna kick your ass to the moon
I’m gonna kick your ass to the moon
O buddy, it’s coming soon
The water mark on the highest part
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I always kill it
Before it goes
Good lord I wanna watch them shows
On the couch with you again
But it’s permanently undone
The sun has changed positions
In the sky, oh me oh my
Both shoes untied
& oh can we start over, baby?
Friends might call me a liar
But I wanna once more hear the sound
Of your clothes tumbling around in the dryer
After that rainstorm
Inside safe & warm
On a thousand year ago afternoon
If only we could start over, baby
Will I ever get myself off the shelf
& stop wishing I was someone somewhere else
Will now ever be enough?
Oh, it’s tough to tell
Ain’t it, baby?
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