The newspapers that I've kept as monuments
Are just gathering dust on this floor
These walls are too thick for pushpins
They will never be seen again
I hope they come back to me
All those beautiful things
Even though I'll just throw them away
I'm finding I'll never fall into the place I belong
This lack of motivation...
I can't even find the will to pick up the phone
I know it's hard to move on, but one day I know you will find a home
I'm shaking the Southland hoping to rearrange the state lines
I'm spending time living under these trees
No room for the sun to shine through
Making mountains on the windowsill
I still act surprise when everything falls apart
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The newspapers that I've kept as monuments
Are just gathering dust on this floor
These walls are too thick for pushpins
They will never be seen again
I hope they come back to me
All those beautiful things
Even though I'll just throw them away
I'm finding I'll never fall into the place I belong
This lack of motivation...
I can't even find the will to pick up the phone
I know it's hard to move on, but one day I know you will find a home
I'm shaking the Southland hoping to rearrange the state lines
I'm spending time living under these trees
No room for the sun to shine through
Making mountains on the windowsill
I still act surprise when everything falls apart
Are just gathering dust on this floor
These walls are too thick for pushpins
They will never be seen again
I hope they come back to me
All those beautiful things
Even though I'll just throw them away
I'm finding I'll never fall into the place I belong
This lack of motivation...
I can't even find the will to pick up the phone
I know it's hard to move on, but one day I know you will find a home
I'm shaking the Southland hoping to rearrange the state lines
I'm spending time living under these trees
No room for the sun to shine through
Making mountains on the windowsill
I still act surprise when everything falls apart
Writer: Echo Base
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