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When the heat breaks I still won't know where I belong When the rain comes you'll be a thousand miles gone Picture me sweltering in an august blacktop parking lot as I'm trying to get some sleep I was carrying the dingy ring my mother gave me when I asked if we could talk and you just turned to face the wall When the sun went down we washed the salt off of our skin and promised not to think about tomorrow until we had to. You said it takes slow strong steady hands to handle something delicate as this I feel like screaming my lungs out but I'm keeping my mouth shut Picture me with my tongue between my teeth cause you don't want to talk. I'll remember you when I point my body to the west because you said that you can tell the difference From eastern states I'm calling time and time again
When I came home I found your lips all chewed up and eyes bloodshot. I had my knuckles scraped and black and blue If seperate continents are exactly what we need then can we handle what that means? And now were sleeping to the sound of the way things won't work out. So we begin here at the end The place the silence settled in and took a hold of you It takes a toll on me.


from The American Scene / Daybreaker Split, released November 29, 2011


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