Now that the furniture's returning to its goodwill home
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With dishes and last week's papers
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Rumors and elections,
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Crosswords, and unending war
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The black in our fingers smeared their prints on every door pulled shut
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Now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit
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Take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room)
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If were meant it, if we tried (sun in an empty room)
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Or felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
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For things that accidentally touch (sun in an empty room)
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Hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the GST
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The shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology
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The shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry
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The faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrified
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Know the things we need to say (sun in an empty room)
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And said already anyways (sun in an empty room)
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By parallelograms of light (sun in an empty room)
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On walls that we repainted white (sun in an empty room)
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Sun in an empty room
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Take eight minutes and divide (sun in an empty room)
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By ninety million lonely miles (sun in an empty room)
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Watch his shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
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We don't live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
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Sun In An Empty Room
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The Weakerthans |