July
Babybird
Way up in the clouds angels don't fly, big silver birds re-writing the sky. Taxi and take off now, I close your eyes. Look out of the window watch the ground die I live all day to vacate the place that I love. I work all day to leave the way that I live behind. Way down on the ground people don't fly. But here we are at the airport like ladybirds in July. Just like back at home I wish that you were here. If I had a cellular phone I'd drown it in my beer I live all day to vacate the place that I love. I work all day to leave the way that I live behind, behind, behind, behind, behind, behind, behind, behind, behind. I was once like you dreaming you were me, locked inside my ugly head wishing you were free. You were so different then but I was roughly the same. Love was in your pretty head sex was on my brain. I live all day to vacate the place that I love, ah ah ah. I work all day to leave the way that I live behind. I live all day to vacate the place that I love, ah ah ah. I'll slave all day to leave the way that I live behind, to leave the way I live behind, to leave the way I live behind, to leave the way I live behind, to leave the way I live behind, behind, behind, behind, behind.none.
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