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    Right when the blizzard ends
    They throw a fucking huge parade
    A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
    But then when the streets get flooded
    We know what proximity’s worth
    ‘Cause we're already here in the same place
    When our phones don't work

    So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
    And I’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
    For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
    In a meadow uncut and understood

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    We can be an island apart
    From a ceaseless war on our heart
    Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
    Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
    Erasing horror and disgust
    Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
    Before our suffering’s suffering
    Hadn’t we suffered enough?

    On the morning that we're both 19
    And newly on our own
    And all we know is each other and invisible homes
    We find two empty seats in the back of a car
    In an empty parking lot
    Where all our bridges are abandoned
    And the cops have forgot

    And I can feel the difference when the day begins
    Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win"
    We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
    And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made

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    Composition: Peter Silberman

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