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Our My Porch Swing

I wake up to the
Kind of Monday
When the morning
Lasts all afternoon
O ... what you gonna do?

There's no sunshine
It's all gray and
Though I live here
I can't find my way
O ... what you gonna say?

I find
Sometimes
That things will always be the same
And I find
Sometimes
That things will never be the same

I am walking
Past our door and
The porch looks like
It never did before
O ... what you asking for?

I see us and
Voices echo
In my head like they
Never did before
O ... what am I asking for?

I find
Sometimes
That things will always be the same
And I find
Sometimes
That things will never be the same

I am sitting
On the porch swing
Can't help thinking
Of when we were here
O ... now it's just me.
O ... now that it's just me.
Now it's just me.

I find
Sometimes
That things will always be the same
And I find
Sometimes
That things will never be the same
And I find
That things will never be the same

- Pookah

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