| Tomorrow when I wake up I’m finding my brother
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| And making him take me back down to the water.
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| That lake where we sailed and laughed with our father.
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| I will not desert him. |
| I will not desert him.
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| No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
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| Or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me.
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| I put my face in the dirt and then finally I see
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| The sky that has been avoiding me.
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| I started this letter I’m gonna send it to Ruba.
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| It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida.
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| With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit,
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| She will recite the prayer of my pen.
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| Saying, …time take us forward. |
| Relief from this longing,
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| They can land that plane on my heart I don’t care
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| Just give me November, the warmth of a whisper
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| In the freezing darkness of my room.
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| But no matter what I would do in an attempt to replace.
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| All these pills that I take trying to balance my brain.
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| I’ve seen the curious girl with that look on her face.
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| So surprised she stares out from her display case. |