Rune
I took a phone call during church
And I never did hang up
'Cause it lasted until morning
Some endless wish of luck
Off to university, off to where it hurts
Where a girl (unfurl, hurl) is waiting in delayment
I don't know where the days go
But thanks so much for everything
My searing cortex and arms pre-hewn
Make me immune to anything
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for hating who I hate
I'm stuck away from everyone
Arced above the burning sun
She's buried now, she's gone forever
She's broken yet unformed
And I am carrying the ruin of spring
The seventh one I've felt, untouched by winter
Damn it, I'm frilled with lights, but what's so wrong with that?
Off to the Metra, I'm taking the train
Off to my friends who are waiting for me
Off to the Metra, becoming the train
Off to my friends who are waiting for me
I'm off to Florida so sick of the cold
And right back to Michigan when I get old
Off to the Metra to take the train
Back to Chicago to bathe in the rain
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for helping me take time
I'm sick when all beloved is everything divine
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for leaving early
A billion little stars hang above us, and I wonder if they heard me
(I'm gone from your eyes, and from mine)
And I never did hang up
'Cause it lasted until morning
Some endless wish of luck
Off to university, off to where it hurts
Where a girl (unfurl, hurl) is waiting in delayment
I don't know where the days go
But thanks so much for everything
My searing cortex and arms pre-hewn
Make me immune to anything
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for hating who I hate
I'm stuck away from everyone
Arced above the burning sun
She's buried now, she's gone forever
She's broken yet unformed
And I am carrying the ruin of spring
The seventh one I've felt, untouched by winter
Damn it, I'm frilled with lights, but what's so wrong with that?
Off to the Metra, I'm taking the train
Off to my friends who are waiting for me
Off to the Metra, becoming the train
Off to my friends who are waiting for me
I'm off to Florida so sick of the cold
And right back to Michigan when I get old
Off to the Metra to take the train
Back to Chicago to bathe in the rain
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for helping me take time
I'm sick when all beloved is everything divine
I don't know where the days go
But thanks for leaving early
A billion little stars hang above us, and I wonder if they heard me
(I'm gone from your eyes, and from mine)
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