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DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL >> Merchandise Links
DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL
I'm always assuming the worst, but you're going on none the less & there's nothing to cusion your heart led fall. Letters from further away keep pulling me close to home. And there's something to cushion my callous sighs. And I know that you hope for longer good-byes embracing for forever and falling in your eyes. Pouring over photographs. I'm living in your letters. Breathe deeply from this envelope it smells like you & I can't be without that scent. It's filling me with all you mean to me. Continually failing these trials but you stand by me nonetheless & you won't let me sink though I'm beggin you. Phone calls from further away & messages on my machine, but I don't ever tell you this distance seems terrible. There is no need to test my heart, with useless space. These roads go on forever & so do you and I. So I'll hit the pavement it's gotta be better than waiting & pushing you far away cause I'm scared. So I'll take my chances & head on my way up there. Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten.
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