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Forty, Forty-Five
The Burnt Tapes
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A letter
Meant for your door
To a house that isn't there anymore
There's plenty miles on the car
But it always seems further than before
It gets darker than before
Cracks in the street
Loose boards on the porch
The old tree in the garden
We've been here once before
Summer's over
We've packed up for the year
And it pours from time to time
Yeah it pours from time to time
The cold doesn't get me (the cold doesn't get me)
But the rain keeps me inside
Yeah the rain keeps me inside
I've been wondering, you rolled in with the seasons
Did you always plan on leaving?
Were you here for something else?
Spring's been wearing thin, summers I relied on
Old habits I started to lean on
Time to lean on something else
Time to lean on something else
Summer's over
We've packed up for the year
And it pours from time to time
Yeah it pours from time to time
The cold doesn't get me (the cold doesn't get me)
But the rain keeps me inside
Yeah the rain keeps me inside
Yeah the rain keeps me inside