Walk me to the train as the asphalt turns to sun.
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As the treetops dance I can hear them sighing.
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I can see your friends in a backyard, drinking loud.
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I can hear them talk in the summer, long ago.
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Picture us laying out in the sun.
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Soon it's gone in the grass,
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Feel your face with ...
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Thinking to myself why don't we go dancing
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I'll bet there's a place we can find still open.
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Picture us in a pool in the dark.
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Up for air, swimming s ... hear us splash, head up back down.
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Drops of rain are dots across my windshield through the steam.
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When the clouds cleared up, we got stuck but we didn't care.
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Picture us all aboard, sailing soft.
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It was blue, as the sky and they do just like you
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Summer Stage
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The Walkmen |