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old smoke gets in yr eyes
rise up from drawers
old furniture
trapped in photographs
u dont recognize
cut out their eyes
i know its hard to find
a place where u've got
peace of mind
i know u tried yr best
i know u need yr rest
believe me i need mine
why even call it home???
when u pray to get lost
coming back from a walk
floating around, eyes on the ground
figure u'll get there
u always get there
i know its hard to find
a place where u've got
peace of mind
i know you need yr rest
i know u tried yr best
believe me i gave mine
