Dystopian Junk Mail

A Song For You

A song for you

Wave it away don't think about yesterday save it away towmorrow's mirrors have image delays Save it anyway all the photographs set to gray Look no further than the back door window this is what matters this is where you belong This song is empty of music so create your own Make your own waves and pull it away Tomorrow will come but savour today breathing and on two feet The waves will push you along airwaves will sing your song

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