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Meridian
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Commuters
There's a million songs in my head, each one screaming to get out Each one hoping to become more than a thought trapped in a nerve And I get, overtaken by the overwhelming possibility that they exist So I power through the work week Set my goals and write to-do lists Do the dishes, pick the clothes up off the floor Wasting weekdays watching walls and willing them to somehow fall without ever putting my hands to work
So stop thinking in absolutes Do this and I'll follow suit I've nothing but fond memories of you
I read the messages you sent and memorized those ten digits like they were written on the insides of my eyes Apologies and punishments A cold shoulder, the warmest glance, a pause A curse word and a smile Photographs and alcohol The shirt you sent to me last fall; I never wore it But I lied and said I did Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Attempts to be constructive, don't know why I'm so reluctant The first step always was the hardest one
So stop thinking in absolutes Do this and I'll follow suit I've nothing but fond memories of you
The arguments I had with you stayed with me Like a bad tattoo you laugh about but secretly regret And I never did keep a score But if I had to guess I'm sure You were at least a thousand points ahead But I loved you cause that didn't seem to matter Our aging truths could always coexist Intermittent messages and blurry photographs of friends We still hope that we can call our best
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