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they say some days are better than others
but i don't think there's anything better than now
with the windows cracked sitting
in your driveway warm with nighttime silence
our seats back and there's nothing
to say as we interrupt each other's dreams eyes
closed and we're mouth breathers now we're
not breathing unless we're singing
off-key a tune heavy with goodbye we've
only got the summer and we know it but there's
something of your lips on the tips of my
fingers landing like a butterfly
that makes it so hard to go

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