Sun In Seattle

Foster Jen

Day begins, break of noon
 A little light might be nice in this room
 Tangled in sheets, on second thought
 Some photographs are better in the dark

 And I thought you might come home this summer
 And maybe there will be sun in seattle

 Awake again, the clock strikes three
 Peek out the window, the moon is mocking me
 These medications are fucking with my head
 This roof is leaking and my ship's a feather bed

 And I thought you might come home this summer
 And maybe there will be sun in seattle

 Please, please come home, home
 Please, please come home, home...
 And I thought you might come home this summer
 And maybe there will be sun in seattle
 And I thought you might come home this summer
 And maybe there will be sun in seattle
 Please, please come home, home


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