and you will be loved
Close your eyes and we can float away,
All alone through this crowded place.
this is fact not fiction
Monday, November 14, 2011 | 7:27 PM | 0 comments
And when I see you,
I really see you upside down.
But my brain knows better,
It picks you up and turns you around.
Turns you around, turns you around.

If you feel discouraged,
That there's a lack of color here,
Please don't worry lover,
It's really bursting at the seams.
For absorbing everything,
The spectrum's a to z.

'a lack of color', death cab for cutie

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