Summer People

Summer People - Glossy-eyed lyrics

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You stare up at the ceiling glossy-eyed You were sucking air. You were looking at something I couldn't see You weren't really there

 

When I shuffle off my mortal coil, will it be this slow? Will I be dwarfed by the smell of formaldehyde or by candle smoke?

 

And in the middle of a walk, just like the ones you used to take, You'll hear the wind begin to call your name.

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Language: English

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