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Harmer Sarah All Of Our Names

I almost dialed your number When I thought the coast was clear 'Cause it's looked up at me for so long at me And said "Call me please." But the place

Go to sleep At least lie here awhile Best to look straight through your eyelids Count or listen to the voices But don't go out and down to the landing

our civilian clothes, On blankets laid out on a lawn, Clouds of rain will all move on. And when the mist clears we will see, All of our names on a marquee

a silver road, i'll go Where the moon has it lit up Turn off your headlights and go slowly I don't want it to let up. Have you been thinking that you were all

I got to put some things in the ground Even with this season coming around It's green's last gasp And leaves brown And autumn days are winding down

re still sitting there All eyes are waiting for it The wind is at your back and it'll blow Without even having to know what you know We're waving our