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Some people work for a living

And then realize that just living works

When I saw you smile up to the ceiling

It must have been my turn

A polaroid pose for a postcard

Portland, Maine and the pouring rain

I’m running to ready myself for the walk

Across the rocks into the sand up on the docks to talk

And maybe can I hold your hand?

Oh, why do I plan and plan? I don’t understand

I’m thinking of the ending to this movie

And baby, it’s bound to be tragedy. Lucky for me

Only had one night to dream together

Till you’re flying and I’m losing teeth and crashing up cars

If we could brave the nasty weather

I better fake brave cause you’ve started something special inside of me

You’ve started the hard part, you’ve cast yourself smart

Now if I could only stay awake, we could ride away

We’ll ride away to the shore and kiss before the credits. And maybe I’m a

hopeless case

Oh, why? Clumsy slip by the dark of the lake

I’m thinking of a way to smooth write this moonlight and I slipped into sleep,

yeah

402, how lucky for you

I’ll write, you’ll write

Alright, I might

I guess trauma boy dramatic lacks desire for anything drastic

Would you look down here?

I’ll write, you’ll write

Alright, I might

Even though the morning rise was full of our eyes

They’re waiting for us outside

You left me full of Philly but still so very empty

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