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Lyrics:
Morning light don't scratch my eyes,
Just let me wash up on a shore,
I used to have the strangest dreams,
But they don't come here anymore,
My duvets laid out like an atlas,
With stains to mark the borderlines,
Indentations in my pillow,
I hope won't fade with time,
Smoke the roach left in the ashtray,
On which I choked the night before,
Stubbed my toes under dirty clothes,
Like mountain ranges on the floor,
I picked my way through crusty dishes,
And their greasy chemistry,
I washed two cups,
And then remember that you've left already,
I let you go so reluctantly,
And I can still hear your lazy symphony,
And just when I think I found my calling,
It's another mourning morning,
They say the devil's in the detail,
I'm gonna blow my eyes instead,
I put my memories in a landscape,
Where only reckless angels tread,
I watch the fingerprints you left like,
A secret code upon my skin,
And I remember when you told me,
A guilded crown won't make a king,
I really want you to stay,
But I know you have to go,
I really want you to stay,
But sometimes it doesn't show,
I really want you to stay,
But I know you have to go,
I really want you to stay,
Let the conversation flow,
I really want you to stay,
But I know you have to go,
I really want you to stay,
But sometimes it doesn't show,
I really want you to stay,
But I know you have to go,
Have to go again,
I let you go so reluctantly,
And I can still hear your lazy symphony,
And just when I found my calling,
It's another mourning morning,
I really want you to stay,
but I know you have to go,
have to go again,