| Our friends on the front porch, well they’re telling jokes and they swing
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| swiftly towards happier times
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| Expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance
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| from that front porch spotlight
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| But us we found peace in shadows, long enough to see the monsters rise
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| Candy’s got some space to fill in her daydream living high on yesterday’s lies
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| Talking to me about some 0% interest and, how she got a better deal than the
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| next guy
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| And the way the lightning shocked us when we were lost and we were looking
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| Down that long Missouri highway your hair was longer then and now I can remember
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| Say now I remember oh so well
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| Oh the roads unencumbered by cats they’re burning like wet matches through my
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| miracle mile mind
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| You left your thumbprint inside me now for months it seems but mine only
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| brushes your soft surface
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| And somehow
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| Somehow it leaves me listless, my tongue curls under my lips oh oh yes
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| So I can’t speak to tell you of the months before I met you
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| And the way, oh the truth it locked us
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| Oh right about the time after the lightning shocked us
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| When we were young, when we were young and missing
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| Round that small New England byway our lives they were sheltered then and now I
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| can remember
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| Say now well I remember oh so well, almost too well
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| Well its not even being about that anymore I gotta get you down
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| Those tiny fragments of perfection they please me in a time
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| Unchanged when its not the same beginning or along awaited end
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| If I knew all the words I would write myself out of here
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| If I was all the colors I would paint you pretty in gold in a picture,
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| so I’m told little sister
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| So now I’m sold little sister
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| Why don’t you tell me about the sunsets in Sweden and the laws of Eden
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| And how you were the rock of Gibraltar, and how they called you foxy
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| Well that’s another whole box of pandora’s, that’s another whole box of them
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| ties
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| Slide your foot off the gas before we crash right back into the median
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| Right back into the median, the median lo-oh
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| It separates, our house from the middle of the street
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| It separates our house from the middle of the street
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| Talking about our house
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| Is on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier times
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| Expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance
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| from that front porch
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| Spotlight
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| But us we found peace in shadows long enough to see a monster die
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| We all need to find a little space in our daydreams long enough and just so long
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| Long enough, just as long, just so long as its long enough is it long enough?
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| Is it long enough for me? |
| Long enough for me to chew on
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| If it isn’t… if it isn’t. |
| if it ain’t if it don’t if it can’t then it won'
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| And that’s just the way that it goes |