Attic of the Videostore
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And you won't even miss me
You won't even know I'm gone
Every time I go to sleep I feel like moving close to God
And I think that it could happen
You never know
And now my headphones feel like home more than any city I know
You'll be gone for research stations
You'll be halfway across the world
And I will stay in Boston or maybe I will move back home
I'll take my dogs to arboretums
You'd name every plant we saw
We will meet tomorrow
Talk shit about the weather
Get buzzcuts every winter
Get out of this scene
For kids who go to college but pretend like they don't
I'd pretend anything to be always getting better
Get out of this city for kids much smarter than me
Gone back to Philly or at least moved out of Boston
Ten years from now, want to be somewhere warmer
'Cause the cold just makes me meaner
I'm a few steps to Seattle
I still miss the sequoia even though I've never seen them
And I'll go back to Cusco
And you'll go back to Quito
It's not how we remembered
It's springtime but snowing
It's a blizzard in my office
On the fifth floor a goliath in concrete dresses jarring
Jagged out the finance district's pockets
When summer comes I'll write it again
Flowers grow out of sidewalk cracks
My building's made out of matchbox cars and everything else
It's a hundred story toadstool
The spores just make me anxious
I'm tired and I'm anxious
I'm tired and I'm normal
I don't know what I am saying
I don't know what I'm not
Heaven is a place forever
Attic of the video store
There's a hundred thousand lovers and a life like falling snow
I will write another album
Call it "Homes That I Lost"
I will write an album
Call it "Love and Her Children"
And everyone would spin it
The greatest music ever
'Cause every song's familiar and every song was new