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Tomorrow you might be gone So stand out on the lawn Practice waving goodbye, courageous crane, fly Tell me, what's the point of loving someone at all? I'm small and I feel that way in the morning Everyone's leaving the city for someplace pretty And I'm lonely I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days And I don't know why I'm still awake Waiting for you Blue swimming pool, clear carrots in the garden Lamb's ear growing from the concrete Brought you a pie one November in the evening A certain sweetness only found in memory So sweet that I have to remind myself Oh, this feeling is fleeting And I'm always somewhere else I don't know why it takes so much effort to feel good these days And I don't know why I'm still awake Waiting for you Waiting for you I don't know why, but it takes so much effort to feel good these days And I don't know why I'm still awake Looking for something to do What do I do? Watch dumb tv, go for a walk Write in a journal, stare at the clock Call a friend, whisper "Fuck you" to the world I am spent I am spent I am spent I am spent I am spent I am