Postcards
The Gardener & The tree
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Black as night, clear as day
I don't know what to say
And even though I'm gonna go
I don't know if it's right
Hey, but no one ever does
Bigger dreams as it seems
I don't know where they lead
And every time stop and think
I'm not sure if they're right
Hey, but no one ever was
And she said, send me postcards, where I
The ones of shining blue
I'd rather take the camera up from my neck
And take a photo for you
I won't pretend I'm all alone in the middle of the night
So I assume that I won't be back home soon
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And she said, send me postcards, where I
The ones of shining blue
I'd rather take the camera up from my neck
And take a photo for you
I won't pretend I'm all alone in the middle of the night
So I assume that I won't be back home soon
Oh, oh, ooh
Oh, oh, ooh