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You call, I was drowning, weary after the party And the line, Couldn't hold you enough We talked But I could hear you quiet between thoughts And the time Dragged, divided aside Will you call when you touch down? When you come back around stateside? When you're stateside? And now, Hear the growing call of the sun comming up And I know I will never belong Will you call when you touch down? When you come back around stateside? When you're stateside? When you're stateside?
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Colin Meloy chats with Dork about getting out of old habits, branching out into literature and what’s next for The Decemberists.