Clark Gable - the Postal Service
I want so badly to believe
That there is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word
To the extent that it’s absurd
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The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - the Postal Service
You seem so out of context…
Sleeping In - the Postal Service
And last night I had that strange dream…
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And I want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurd.
Such Great Heights - the Postal Service
I have to speculate
That God, Himself, did make us into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay
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The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - the Postal Service
I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving…
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