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I like that she has cats on her shoes
And a little tatoo
It says life in Polski
The city of Portland, it misses me
Can't it shift parallel to the coast
And fold three hundred miles?
To form the highest peak around
With a train that tunnels underneath
And a little tatoo
It says life in Polski
The city of Portland, it misses me
Can't it shift parallel to the coast
And fold three hundred miles?
To form the highest peak around
With a train that tunnels underneath
Of which I would ride
Of which I would ride
I like how she curls her head toward me
When she's falling asleep
But when eyes close the hours transpose
Into a thousand tiny seconds
They count down 'til the very end
when the ground settles home again
Before I depart for an apathetic north
We will say goodbye
Until next time
We wave goodbye
The very second
We cancel out the time
You will be waking
when I reach the other side
Beneath the surface Of our north and south divided
Abbreviated
I wish we had more time
Of which I would ride
I like how she curls her head toward me
When she's falling asleep
But when eyes close the hours transpose
Into a thousand tiny seconds
They count down 'til the very end
when the ground settles home again
Before I depart for an apathetic north
We will say goodbye
Until next time
We wave goodbye
The very second
We cancel out the time
You will be waking
when I reach the other side
Beneath the surface Of our north and south divided
Abbreviated
I wish we had more time
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