Lesser Oceans - Fences

She asked hows seattle in some motherly talk

It's okay, it's mostly grey

I think I'm just levelling off

And sometimes I think I'm running around

Like a dog with no song

No song

And I'm following some flickering lamp

In the fog, the fog the fog

I know, I know, that I'm getting older

I don't think they really like me

If I could stay just a little longer

They might be giving up new greys

Think back, to the time we drove

To Park Slope for a walk

It's okay, it's far away

I just think I'm measuring ours

And sometimes I think you're writing this down

For the songs, the songs, the songs

And it's something that you don't really feel

But it's ours, it's ours, it's ours

I know, I know, that I'm getting older

I don't think they really like me

If I could stay just a little longer

They might be giving up new greys

I'm getting older

I'm getting older

I know, I know, that I'm getting older

I don't think they really like me

If I could stay just a little longer

They might be giving up new greys

I know, I know, that I'm getting older

I don't think they really like me

If I could stay just a little longer

They might be giving up new greys

I know, I know, that I'm getting older

I don't think they really like me

If I could stay just a little longer

They might be giving up new greys

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