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letra de wingnut music box - 37 cents

i made my way to portland in the wilting of the summer
on a vaguely self-contradicting whim
the people there firmly dedicated to their bicycles
and [?]
that has to do with h–rder culture locally on businesses or festivals held weekly in the park
and we went to the sea where we can cross the mighty stream of madness, scaling boulders underwater, or sinking in the sand
but now the sky is comprised of a thousand fractal beams of light, reflecting every shade of grey i know
and it’s the most imposing thing i think i’ve ever seen
green powers lights high, the stars behind the city glow
there’s so much here to love, but there’s still so much to see
once we get outta this gloomy city
and i’ll burn down every bridge if i could ever k!ll my fear of heights
or maybe i should just go
or maybe i should just go
this city bleeds the smell of summer flowers on the asphalt, melting underneath the heavy, heavy air
i guess this isn’t where i was meant to be after all even though i’m always certain that i know just what i need
oh, portland, i don’t really want your espresso shops
or your trendy environmentalism or dark and cloudy skies
i’m headed for montana, where the nights are cold and sorry and from now on we don’t need to name the days
we’ll be gone, we’ll be free, we’ll be infallible, immaculate, and timeless if i would just leave
and there’s so much here to love, but there’s still so much to see
once we get out of this gloomy city
and i’ll burn down every bridge if i could ever k!ll my fear of heights
or maybe i should just go
or maybe i should just go

oh the river it sings to me, a la la la la la [x6]
and the river it bids me goodbye

- 37 cents

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