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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Vocals
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Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Producer

Letra

We parked close cuz I couldn't walk far To Lake Michigan Sand dunes and black tar Street lights obstructing the stars I left my shirt in the car I dropped a pin on our blanket I thought you'd get in the way kid I'll just go swimming naked Out to where I can't fake it I kinda like thinking way too far In the future, I can see it start Follow my cue in the dark Static electrical shock Headlamp on slippery stairs Sand in your you know where I stopped the rain from falling Summon my fear of the calling I'll just go swimming naked Out to where I can't fake it It's almost fall, the season of disguises I'll make a list of feasible surprises Stopped by the house to tell you that I miss you All day the clouds are purple like a big bruise, ooh Ooh, ooh Please take me back to the start Pure and unbroken heart Like on that trip to the mountains No one could hear us shouting Road signs were alphabet fountains Reading our charts in the lounges Of hotels and church ladies' homes Waking up cold to the bone I haven't patched up that hole yet The sky is a bruise I can feel it I'll just go swimming naked Out to where I can't fake it
Writer(s): Amy Oelsner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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