It's the last day of August and you're running across Kenzie fields
with something to tell me, something good
with something to tell me, something good
We're sitting in the back of you brother's car
smoking black and inventing America
You've got a scar just above your right eye
and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen
I'm so glad I know you
sometimes it's like living with a box of stars
Imagine me and you
standing in the garden side by side
Imagine me and you
but I know it will never happen that way
I know it never happens that way
Cos if you turn around now
you're going to blow me atom from atom
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