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Sunday Under Glass lyrics
The scenery rides by just like floats lost in a parade
Where the palms and tumbleweeds sail
Right past the homes they stretch and they fade
Rolling like movie credits far beneath the clear skies
How wary does the west carry
So many sights, yeah, let's see the sights
Slow prayers with no answers
Must go somewhere far away
And the wild west is a slow pan
And the sunshine is fake
And the ocean is just painted
On a backdrop, downtown
Where the summer's path with charades
Right where the sidewalks crack and they meet
Just like a sad, sad actress right before her last scene
How wary does the west carry
So many sights, yeah, let's see the sights
Slow prayers with no answers
Must go somewhere far away
And the wild west is a slow pan
And the sunshine is fake
And the ocean is just painted
On a backdrop, somewhere downtown
The scenery rides by just like floats lost in a parade
Where the palms and tumbleweeds sail
Right past the homes they stretch and they fade
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- Track 2 on When Your Heartstrings Break
- 1 Score From Augusta
- 3 Matter vs. Space
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