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I've been haunted by this old ghost before
I want to hear your voice you know it's been so long
Like a dancing wave you balance...
I was just thinking that I have been missing you for way too long
There's something inside this weary head that wants us to love just...
There's too much sky, not enough blue
There's too many questions to why I love you
There's too many clouds, not enough sun...
There was a party last night, last night
Cigarettes and empty bottles, empty bottles
Better open up this window, this window
Dreamt I was back with the pirates and cats of my sommerville
The girl in the alphabet shirt covered in dirt lives on the hill...
I've been wishing on a star but I never could have imagined
I would land just where you are after all this lonesome travelling...
I'm lost in my head, been thinking all around
I've gotta find the off ramp to my heart.
Stop lights in a row, when all I want...
Our minds run in circles
Racing around the resturant
They are searching for what more to say
To say what we realy...
Can you say goodbye, without ever leaving?
That's some sad soul to keep
Amanda awakes in a moment believing
She's better...
Can I call you if I'm back in town?
Leave a message when I'm southbound?
Could I please, could I please?
Won't be long...
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Dreamt I was back with the pirates and cats of my sommerville
The girl in the alphabet shirt covered in dirt lives on the hill
Well, my sweet Josephine,
Are you still racing stray dogs
Across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen,
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
She stole, my grandmother's watch, a treasure to touch
To keep time to herself
Her mind, was a very big house, we got lost there for hours
Until August fell.
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs
Across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen,
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
You say you're alright, but Josie it's time
You gotta get your feet on the ground
But she says: \"No, don't you see we have wings?
It's the funniest thing, it's just that no one knows.\"
No one knows, sweet Josephine...
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs
Across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen,
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
My neighborhood queen,
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
[Thanks to oco58@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
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