November
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god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town
when every thursday i'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies
worked
god damn the black night with all it's foul temptation
i become what i always hated (when i was with you then)
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside
and together there in a shroud of frost
the mountain air began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer than anyone would ever get
do you remember the JAMC? and reading aloud from magazines?
i don't know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me
i've never been too good with secrets, no
and together there in a shroud of frost
the mountain air began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer then anyone would ever get
death cab - we looked like giants
remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town
when every thursday i'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies
worked
god damn the black night with all it's foul temptation
i become what i always hated (when i was with you then)
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside
and together there in a shroud of frost
the mountain air began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer than anyone would ever get
do you remember the JAMC? and reading aloud from magazines?
i don't know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me
i've never been too good with secrets, no
and together there in a shroud of frost
the mountain air began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer then anyone would ever get
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