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Last Days of Summer in San Francisco lyrics
We spent July in a Berkeley basement,
Half read books, and bold declarations.
There was so much I didn't believe in
And then, there was you.
You made me brave,
You made me stupid
Gave me this skin, that I could move in.
We're gonna leave them where they stand
Leave them where they
Love, no one cares
About the stories they're not in.
We'll fade out to whispers,
It's the last days of summer in San Francisco.
The kitchens cold and the tea kettle whistles.
The J Church rolls and rattles our windows.
There's no nostalgia here it's just now,
Baby now.
I was a fire that you started
For once I knew everything that I wanted.
We're gonna leave them where they stand,
Leave them where they
Love, no one cares
About the stories they're not in.
We'll fade out to whispers,
It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
Love, no one cares
About the stories they're not in.
We'll fade out to whispers,
It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
Last days of summer in San Francisco.
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on Last of the Great Pretenders
- 2 Mission Bells
- 4 Kinks Shirt
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