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  • Well I know it's just a spring haze
    But I don't much like the look of it
    And if omens are a god send like men
    Breezing in
    Certain these clouds go somewhere
    Billowing out to somewhere
    In a single engine cessna
    You say we'll never make it there
    So all we do is circle it
    Uh oh Let go
    Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Uh oh Way to go
    So I get creamed
    Waiting for
    Sunday to drown
    Uh oh Way to go
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh Way to go
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on sunday to drown
    So I know it's just a spring haze
    But I don't much like the look of it
    And all we do is circle it
    And I found out where my edge is
    And it bleeds into where you resist
    And my only way, way out is to go
    So far in
    Billowing out to somewhere
    Billowing out
    Luna riviera
    Billowing out to
    Somewhere
    Uh oh Let go
    Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Let go So if
    I really get creamed
    Waiting for
    Sunday to drown
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Why does it always end up like this
    Why does it always end up like this
    Why does it always end up like this
    Uh oh Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Let go Way to go
    So I get creamed
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Uh oh Waiting on
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh Waiting on
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Waiting on
    Sunday to
    Waiting Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh So if
    I really get creamed
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
  • Well I know it's just a spring haze
    But I don't much like the look of it
    And if omens are a god send like men
    Breezing in
    Certain these clouds go somewhere
    Billowing out to somewhere
    In a single engine cessna
    You say we'll never make it there
    So all we do is circle it
    Uh oh Let go
    Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Uh oh Way to go
    So I get creamed
    Waiting for
    Sunday to drown
    Uh oh Way to go
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh Way to go
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on sunday to drown
    So I know it's just a spring haze
    But I don't much like the look of it
    And all we do is circle it
    And I found out where my edge is
    And it bleeds into where you resist
    And my only way, way out is to go
    So far in
    Billowing out to somewhere
    Billowing out
    Luna riviera
    Billowing out to
    Somewhere
    Uh oh Let go
    Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Let go So if
    I really get creamed
    Waiting for
    Sunday to drown
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Why does it always end up like this
    Why does it always end up like this
    Why does it always end up like this
    Uh oh Off on my way
    Unseen this eternal wanting
    Let go Way to go
    So I get creamed
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Uh oh Waiting on
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh Waiting on
    Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to drown
    Waiting on
    Sunday to
    Waiting Waiting on
    Sunday Waiting on
    Sunday to land
    Uh oh So if
    I really get creamed
    Waiting on
    Sunday to drown