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LYRICS
you’re having trouble sleeping again... liturgy rolling around in your brain. midwest medicine don’t stop the pain, bury your eyes in the cotton. but i would take those thoughts with me for you to have a night of peace. i would stay awake and bleed... i would never sleep.
i hear those songs playing in my car and never believed i could fall so hard... whitney and taylor were singing about you.
all of the wrong turns i took before you showed up day drinking at my door and all of the walls that you crashed your way through 'cause i was just sleeping til i woke up with you.
forty five on the outskirts of town... seatbelt just keeping your head off the ground, overwhelmed by the sirens and sound welcoming you to the pavement. but i would rearrange my spine, take your scars and make them mine held by only love and twine... perfectly aligned.
i hear those songs playing in my car and never believed i could fall so hard... whitney and taylor were singing about you.
all of the wrong turns i took before you showed up day drinking at my door and all of the walls that you crashed your way through 'cause i was just sleeping til i woke up with you.
someone told me love is giving someone power. it’s too late to take back all the nineties hits that i sang in your shower.
yeah i know it can’t all be divine. nothing worth having comes without a crime... percy priest for a nickel of time melting back onto the tarmac.
i would settle up the score, cross my heart straight through the floor like some agnostic holy war... i’d be at your door.
[gratuitous arena rock solo]
i will take what’s left of me (skeleton and scenery): return a wave back to the sea... i will never sleep
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so we both danced with the devil, but you went home and changed the world.
i slowly left your atmosphere, and drove the dark away…
i'm just passing through here like a choir of fallen angels, outlaws on the run, standing on the edge, waiting for someone to say:
it's the end of the summer, it won't wait for me. it's the end of the summer, we'll get over it.
if you try to close your eyes and picture us in other lives, then, baby, we'd cross over.
we crashed right through the air, you mumbled something with a smile…
like autumn leaves, i fell back down or prayed for intermission.
somewhere there's an open door, a window staring at the street like sinister reminders to "please enjoy my stay".
i'm just passing through here like a choir of fallen angels, outlaws on the run, standing on the edge, tryin’ not to think about the end of the summer. it won't wait for me. it's the end of the summer, we'll get over it.
if you try to close your eyes and picture us in other lives, then, baby, we'd cross over.
i was thinking about driving my car off the cumberland bridge… getting back to basics, or maybe start a little hobby.
i know, baby, that some of these things get so hard to forgive just take a breath, and when you wake up…
i may never wake up ‘cause who am i without you? i am just a lyric in a song. i am just a photo in a phone. i am just a house without a home.
no, i may never wake up.
all of my ghosts… they started out living.
a prayer on a page for a moment forgiven.
the fear and the rage: the cards you were given
i may never wake up
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