Fireworks
Monster Furniture
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Dare I ask you'd meet me in the middle On this microwave of an afternoon I lift you up and carry you pathetically Across the street when your legs get weak And Uncle Scott's been marinating chicken For a couple hours when the cracks ring out The way your body tenses up and freezes When you try to locate the sounds and their maker I believe in miracles I have just seen god on the face of a suffering creature And after all the showmanship At the front of the pack you are plainly beat Where have all the roman candles gone? It's a colorless world There are only invisible blasts Baby, we aren't getting any younger So let's stick it out for a while I'll brush the ashes from your hair
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