We cut the legs off of our pants
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Threw our shoes into the ocean
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Sit back and wave through the daylight
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Sit back and wave through the daylight
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Slip and slide on subway grates
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These shoes are poor mans ice skates
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Fall through like change in the daylight
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Fall through like change in the daylight
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I miss yellow lines in my roads
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Some color on monochrome
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Maybe I'll paint them in myself
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Maybe I'll paint them in myself
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These sidewalks liquid then stone
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Building walls and an old pay phone
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It rings like all through the daylight
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It rings like all through the daylight
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And in the daylight we can hitchhike to Maine
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I hope that someday I'll see without these frames
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And in the daylight I don't pick up my phone
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Because in the daylight anywhere feels like home
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I have five clocks in my life
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And only one has the time right
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I'll just unplug it for today
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I'll just unplug it for today
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Open hydrant rolled down windows
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This car might make a good old boat
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And float down grand street in daylight
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And float down grand street in daylight
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And with just half of a sunburn
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New yellow lines that I earned
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Step back and here comes the night time
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Step back and here comes the night time
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And in the daylight we can hitchhike to Maine
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I hope that someday I'll see without these frames
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And in the daylight I don't pick up my phone
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Because in the daylight anywhere feels like home
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Daylight
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Matt & Kim |