Jeff knocks at 1128
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waits at the stairs
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me and Marcus scurry down
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got his ass on the rail
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bright shocks our eyss
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we stumble adaze
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we'll save all our stories
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for the tea and the shade
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I know I didn't write you
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but then there was no desire to
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I see a sea of faces
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I wish I had
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Thomas's wrists on his chins
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kelly green shirt
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smirkin' 'cause he don't
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got a nickle to pitch
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steamin' plates
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they for reach
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we politely withhold
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can't put out a fork
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til Marcus has thanked the Lord
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we laugh about our friends
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from gradeschool
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working for their fathers and
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Marcus tells me Rose is doing great
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and we know we sleep so long on borrowed grants and dimes from Miles
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and you know that package of yours makes me proud and bittersweet with time
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and we know we sleep so long on borrowed grants and dimes from Miles
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and you know that package of yours makes me proud and bittersweet with time
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In Harmony In Silver
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| Cold War Kids |
