Such Great Heights

been up whole night thinking something and doing research, then came over an old song i used to love it. still love it. a song from The Postal Service

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I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
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in our eyes are mirror images and when
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we kiss they're perfectly aligned
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and I have to speculate that God himself
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did make us into corresponding shapes like
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puzzle pieces from the clay
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true, it may seem like a stretch, but
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its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
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head when you're away when I am missing you to death
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when you are out there on the road for
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several weeks of shows and when you scan
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the radio, I hope this song will guide you home


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they will see us waving from such great
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heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
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but everything looks perfect from far away,
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'come down now,' but we'll stay...


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I tried my best to leave this all on your
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machine but the persistent beat it sounded
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thin upon listening
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that frankly will not fly. you will hear
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the shrillest highs and lowest lows with
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the windows down when this is guiding you home