i wrote a record to highlight you in song and by the time i was done, it was fall. the trees had lost their leaves and looked like skeletons with piles on the ground from all their broken limbs. the twenty minute drive felt more like twenty-four. and i can’t shake the feeling of someset anymore. i stay up late to re-evaluate the meanings and see where i went wrong. pass the cemetary, get on the highway right by your house. it’s the dead things that haunt me and i just want to feel alive again.
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