"Six Parts Summer"
we threw out the fall. we knew it'd still be there when we moved. there's no mountains in this neighborhood but the view from this roof isn't bad. the same songs never sound old when they're played on your car radio. this last chorus won't last the ride, so we'll get out and we'll sing it ourselves. lake street was three years too late, this song won't last the whole ride.
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