| Looks like it’s over being summer
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| Looks like it’s all going to rot
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| Looks like you know who your friends are
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| Looks like you know who to trust
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| Looks like I’m opening doors now
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| Looks like I close 'em behind
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| With a pocketful of polaroids
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| I’ll take your picture again
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| Looks like we’ll talk to our friends now
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| Looks like it’s coming to an end
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| Looks like I’m taking you with me
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| We went too fast through the bend
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| Looks like I’m covering window
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| Looks like the moon is our friend
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| I’m sitting here waiting for nighttime
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| All your seasons independ
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become
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| The lower the sun
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| The taller the shadows become |