Shooting Rubberbands at the Stars

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
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Thursday afternoon you cast a shadow 'round my room. The breeze moved the curtains and lifted my perfume into the air and danced with lazy curls in your hair. The sun was in the sky like pink champagne and it glistened in your eyes all day. I remember you put a chill across my face like the air of December. I swear I remember it that way. I swear I remember it. Where are you now? You stood by the lake. I wanted to take you for granted. The grass was thin and high. The water mirrored tiny sparkles to the sky. I remember you put a chill across my face like the air of december. I swear I remember it that way. I swear I remember it. Where are you now? In the by-myself mornings the birds windchime. The treelimbs crackle and the sunshine climbs up the sky like pink champagne that glistens in your eyes all day. I remember you put a chill across my face like the air of December. I swear I remeber it that way. I swear I remember it. Where are you know?
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Me, I'm a part of your circle of friends
And we notice you don't come around
Me, I think it all depends on you
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She glows around you like the moon. She smiles at her reflection in a spoon. She reads expensive magazines. She sees herself in eveything. You can't judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. She's tangled up in you. She's laced up in your shoe. She's got a ladder to the sky. She's got a mad look in her eye. You can't judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. She moves in simple curves. She speaks in simple words. And it's simple to be in love with her. You can't judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. You call her home and you want to move in. But a house is not a home and a home is not a house when there's not enough room for you. You call her home. Sweet home.
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