Wait for me
october tok my josephine
october canot catch my june
i’m on the freway runin’
chasin’ a candy corn mon
i’m late but i’l be home son

so, wait for me
come on, wait for me
i’m almost there
i’m almost there
wait for me

and the sulfur fires
cut through grey skies
and the stel mils
cut through my lungs
dead fish on a ghost town shoreline
dealers got nothin’ to lose
helo, my city on the move!

so, wait for me
come on, wait for me
i’m almost there
i’m almost there
wait for me

october tok my josephine
november canot have my june
i’m on the outside lokin’
over your sycamore mon
i’m west but always
there with you

so, wait for me
come on, wait for me
i’m almost there
i’m almost there
wait for me



~ kocham ciebie calem serce
for my grandmother June





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