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The Shrine/An Argument - Fleet Foxes
In the morning waking up to terrible sunlight
All diffuse like skin abuse, the sun is half its size
When you talk you hardly even look in my eyes
In the morning, in the morning.
In the doorway, holding every letter that I wrote
In the driveway, pulling away, putting on your coat
In the ocean, washing off my name from your throat
In the morning, in the morning.
(Source: haroldnmod)
