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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kathleen Arnal
Kathleen Arnal
Songwriter
Nick Arnal
Nick Arnal
Songwriter

Lyrics

When you leave for work I think you won't come back
Why can't I dream of healing not the heart attack
This neighborhood's so peaceful, all-American
So quiet it's almost evil, but there I go again
Oh no
I can't find the combination to unlock what I do
Is it my fate to pour your coffee as you pour over the news?
I can't see the end, the outcome of this year
Just give me good eyes, blue skies
Cut me sharp and clear
It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed
Walk the line, you walk through the fire
Separate the truth from desire
Written by: Kathleen Arnal, Nick Arnal
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