I offer you some wine
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You say it¡¯s not a mood
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The cars on Shattuck Ave.
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are quiet this afternoon
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Waiting out rain with you
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A pregnant pause that I do
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It¡¯s days like these that pass
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The Sun isn¡¯t forgotten
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Pleasures of tilt and glass
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Ex-lovers ganggreen and rotten
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Waiting out rain with you
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A pregnant pause that I do
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And the hope that lives within you
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will cause the rain to bend
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and we will walk between them
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and all of this will come to an end
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Look at this dirty pipe
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Your mother will surely know
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Your father too, I guess
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My secret love, please go
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Waiting out rain with you
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A pregnant pause that I do
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Pregnant Pause
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Cass McCombs |