Talking to myself again
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My sentences ramble at great length
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And I believe I have just started
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To bore the only guy who's listening
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And the sunset
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And the lampshade
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And the TV and the bed
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But the sunrise always listens
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The sunrise always listens
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Somtimes she even finishes
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My sentences
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And I don't need a skywriter
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To make graffiti in your sky
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Your world is a ballon to me
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I'll poke a hole
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And see what's inside
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I bored a sunset
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And a lampshade
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And a TV then a bed
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But a sunrise always listens
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Yes sometimes she'll even finish
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My sentences
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Like I want her (back) yeah
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And she starts to laugh
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And throws back her golden head
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Talking to myself again
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My sentences ramble my sentiment
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I believe I've started
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To go out of my head
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And there's no one here
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To hear just what I've said
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But the sunrise always listens
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Yeah the sunrise always listens
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Yeah the sunrise even finishes
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My sentences
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Yeah the sunrise always listens
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Sunrise Always Listens
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Paul Westerberg |