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The Districts
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Long Distance
Talking through a tin can
I can see her facing the sun with her eyes closed
As this late autumn sun
It washes the dreams of this life
I'm lying here on the stone that's holding me from the ground
The water seeps below
She fits so right in my arms and I see her and smile
As this late autumn sun washes the dreams of this life
She reaches her hand in the dead leaves and the dirty soil
They're smearing between her fingers
Ain't it strange to be alive at all?
I'll breathe this air that spins around my mind to fill me up
Let me feel you one more time
Ain't it strange to be alive at all?
I'll breathe this air without thought without sound to fill me up
'Til I'm dirt in the ground
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Long distance, slow time
Is it easier
Aching fears crawl up my mind
Long distance, I'll reach around and pull away my spine
If it'd make me feel alright
Talking through a tin can
I can hear her voice float around my head
Isn't it a shame how we all become the things we never wanted to see at all?
Give me a minute or two to control myself, a minute to get back down to where you are
I just want to come down, and I just want to get back down
To see what this face really means to me
Now even the wall's they mock me- they're the deepest blue of all
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