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It's 2:00AM, I'm finished packing up the van,
The bar is next to empty, and you can barely stand,
I played the songs that build a summer,
I sang the words, not mine but clever,
Through it all will you dissever,
That you're still in my eyes?
We take a ride, I keep the river at my side,
The window is your best friend until I switch to park from drive,
The truck plays discs that you created,
To store the time associated,
With when we thought that we could make it,
Am I still in your eyes?
I get you home and though we both will sleep alone,
In the morning you'll remember what you're far too gone to know,
With Sharpie ink I'll stain your hands,
That things don't always go as planned,
Will five words make you understand,
That you're forever in my eyes?
You remain more beautiful than the day we came to be,
I remain as foolish as the day gone over me.
I always said that music was the way to put strength into my words,
To put strength into anything,
And it's all that I can do to hope and pray,
That this gets to you.
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