Magazine Called Sunset

Tom: Em

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Theres a magazine called sunset, and a tape machine that won't let

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me ever forget this impossible longing for you

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Lets take a map across your pillow and

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breathe the sky in through your window

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I'll stay in the middle, and watch your books cave in...