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Tomorrow you might be gone
So stand out on the lawn
Practice waving goodbye, courageous crane, fly
Tell me, what′s the point of loving someone at all?
I'm small and I feel that way in the morning
Everyone′s leaving the city for someplace pretty
And I'm lonely
I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don′t know why I′m still awake
Waiting for you
Blue swimming pool, clear carrots in the garden
Lamb's ear growing from the concrete
Brought you a pie one November in the evening
A certain sweetness only found in memory
So sweet that I have to remind myself
Oh, this feeling is fleeting
And I′m always somewhere else
I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don′t know why I'm still awake
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
I don′t know why, but it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don't know why I'm still awake
Looking for something to do
What do I do?
Watch dumb tv, go for a walk
Write in a journal, stare at the clock
Call a friend, whisper
"Fuck you" to the world
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am
So stand out on the lawn
Practice waving goodbye, courageous crane, fly
Tell me, what′s the point of loving someone at all?
I'm small and I feel that way in the morning
Everyone′s leaving the city for someplace pretty
And I'm lonely
I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don′t know why I′m still awake
Waiting for you
Blue swimming pool, clear carrots in the garden
Lamb's ear growing from the concrete
Brought you a pie one November in the evening
A certain sweetness only found in memory
So sweet that I have to remind myself
Oh, this feeling is fleeting
And I′m always somewhere else
I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don′t know why I'm still awake
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
I don′t know why, but it takes so much effort to feel good these days
And I don't know why I'm still awake
Looking for something to do
What do I do?
Watch dumb tv, go for a walk
Write in a journal, stare at the clock
Call a friend, whisper
"Fuck you" to the world
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am spent
I am
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