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It's always 72. Sunny and blue
In the most eastern room
Of the house that grows with you
How we used to try watching planes as they fly
Overhead with the lamp street glow
Glare back into our eyes
And I don't know why
It all came on down exactly how it did
And I don't know why
It all came on down. I think it's best we keep it hid

'Cause it's too late to call you back and
I don't know what I would say anyway
Too late to orchestrate, so we'll give it a day
Priorities change
You can always just draft it and trash it all. Okay

Freight airplanes in the night
May well be dots in the sky
Specks of dust rattling walls
But that we're not quite seeing right
From the cornermost window I spot the stationary glow
Of the domestic terminal a mile away at SFO
United Airlines hangar on the edge of town
Keeps their fleet all safe and hid
And I don't know why that thought broke me down
But long story short, it did

It was too late to call you back
Didn't know what I would say anyway
Too late to rearrange, so we'll give it a day
When the season changes
We can always just draft it and trash it
We'll give it some days where the seasons change
And we can always just draft it and trash it all. Okay

If you want this for yourself
I mean genuinely
You can take it from me
I hypothesize I wanna stay here for myself
And what I thought it could be
If I want this for myself
I mean genuinely
Is what I thought I could be just a sad aside
Photoshopped image of the self
And what I hoped I would see