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set out to find her shoes

and take care of me

she wears the same old blues

but now happily

on sundays she wakes me up

to make sure its me

on sundays I write the best songs backwards

to keep her with me

if I try too hard

she might worry

that she can’t see me anymore

some nights we stay awake

and make coffee stains

we paper up the walls

and pencil in our names

on sundays she wakes me up

to make sure it’s me

on sundays I write the best songs backwards

to keep her with me

if this house is warm

then I fell asleepp again

the day’s half gone again