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Torch Yourself lyrics
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Torch Yourself
This town has no seasons
it's the middle of October,
and you'd think there'd be a nice,
cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong).
The summer lingers here for half of the year
and I'm convinced that we are all about to crash into the sun.
I fell asleep on paper wings.
These people have no feelings
their heads are the only things that ever teach them anything about love.
And I'm not sad, I just want to trust someone so badly.
I just want something beautiful to happen here right now.
I fell asleep on paper wings.
These words have no manners
they come to me at night when I am trying to sleep
(and shake me violently, like it's the end of the world or something).
And I wake up on paper wings.
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on The Gloria Record
- 2 Grace, the Snow Is Here
- 4 Ode to New Grass
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