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The distance outside of you comes into focus, collapses away lovingly.
And hands to the glass and eyes to sky, glued to the south she waits to see.
She's looking for birds she met last fall, who said they would come back different from all.
She's waiting for six who know about sound, who'd promised to come back upside down.
And I like your raindrop collector, splashing my eyes and makes everything else look like you.
So hand me the glasses and teach me to use them, show me the window, I want to look too.
I'll take the glasses and cover for you, you get some sleep and I'll stay 'til two.
I'm looking for six who know about sound, who promised to come back upside down.
She's got colors to spare and I don't care what they choose,
I've got nothing to do and nothing like you left to lose.
- Hum - Why I Like the Robins
It's been a while since I posted...I figured I'd put up a picture of my girlfriend I took two days ago.
And I'm done!