Album: Beacon

Kicking a bottle down an empty street
Where the trees grow tall and the old folks sleep
We walked long when we were young

'Cause we read no metaphor in the setting sun

You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm

We dreamed we were anarcho-nudists
But we were only college students
Counting our blessings on the north dorm lawn
Fully enamored of our boho charm

You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm

What simple joy just not to think
Make origami, save the ink
All monologues must reach an end
You'll fall in love again

You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm

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