I won't pull up
A light to look at the ground
You'll come tomorrow
Until we fish the canal
I'll be all alone
I'll be on the phone
In St. Clemente
Some future versions of us
One of them in pain
The other holding their own
They're on the rocks
Cuz she wants to walk
I got your vinyls pressed up to my ear
I wish you could see everything I hear
[?] that grind your gears
Don't you think it's weird?
In a [?] kind a way
In my [?] we don't change at all
It'd be a shame if you wasted all your rain
On this impossible terrain
It's strange you [?]
Could turn off [?]
You know I've wanted all your drеams true
I believеd we'd live on with no [?]
And nothing inbetween us
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