Nightswimming, AR

The Finches

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    I will sneak you off of the back-porch

    Let the grasses bend in our breeze

    We'll parade our whistling wily ways

    Lightning flies nobbling our knees

    Behold the glow

    So, am I living too late?

    And wasn't this night a well rehearsed?

    A set-verse that spoke of your face

    And know the river won't wait

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    You say this, you say, oh

    You say:

    "I think that we oughta go nightswimming,"

    This night fills me up

    I'm a pocket

    Water above, water below

    Lift my arm, now leave it dangling

    Watch, the land turns away from the harsh shore

    I've read this before

    So, am I living too late?

    And wasn't this night, oh, set to verse

    And well-rehearsed

    And then set to song?

    And have I waited too long?

    Don't let our youth go to waste

    Come on

    Say that you wanna go, oh, nightswimming

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    Composition: The Finches

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