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Kiley Rilo The Execution Of All Things

we're all ready. I think we're all readya?¦. And I feel nothing, not safe. It's a hard day for dreaming againa?¦. Now that you've seen almost all

that surrounds you Hail to whatever you've found in the sunlight that surrounds you Pretend all the good things are for you, pretend all the good things

In my dreams I see myself hitting a baseball In a green field somewhere near a freeway I'm all tan and smiling and running from 3rd base And it's hot

's just the guilt and forever wakefulness of the weak. It's just you and mea?¦. The execution of all things. The execution of all things. The execution of all things

Watch me fly away Through the night sky yeah Now that all you touched Has finally turned gray And roads can't hold us down Winds will move us around With

we'll go to omaha, to work and exploit the booming music scene and humility And we've been talking all night Oh god come quickly, for the execution of all things

it didn't quite feel right The cards they came with pictures of frozen lights And giant frozen sculptures So big right beside him Carved out of snow We traveled all

all ready, i think we're all ready And i feel nothing, not safe It's a hard day for dreaming again Now that you've seen almost all of america All you

Watch me fly away Through the night sky yeah Now that all you touched Has finally turned to gray And roads can't hold us down Winds will move us around