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Ass Ponys ~ Dried Up


Hang dog you sitting and counting nameless stars And when you look down you're beginning to fall away You dried up like an august creekbed I mounted in an album With some photos of your summer friends I can't tell what the note on the back said You're moving like a poem And it hurts to see you going I recall the smell of summer on your skin We were seventeen And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then I don't know, we were alive or something Browned off sitting amidst the endless cars And when you stall out They're beginning to pull away You dried up like an august creekbed I mounted in an album With some photos of your summer friends I can't tell what the note on the back said You're moving like a poem And it hurts to see you going I remember licking ice cream off your chin We were seventeen And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then I don't know, we were in love or something I recall the smell of summer on your skin We were seventeen And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then I don't know, we were alive or something more free lyrics

Hang dog you sitting and counting nameless stars
And when you look down you're beginning to fall away

You dried up like an august creekbed
I mounted in an album
With some photos of your summer friends
I can't tell what the note on the back said
You're moving like a poem
And it hurts to see you going

I recall the smell of summer on your skin
We were seventeen
And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop
It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then
I don't know, we were alive or something

Browned off sitting amidst the endless cars
And when you stall out
They're beginning to pull away

You dried up like an august creekbed
I mounted in an album
With some photos of your summer friends
I can't tell what the note on the back said
You're moving like a poem
And it hurts to see you going

I remember licking ice cream off your chin
We were seventeen
And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop
It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then
I don't know, we were in love or something

I recall the smell of summer on your skin
We were seventeen
And everything was pounding and it wouldn't stop
It's hard to put to words what i was thinking then
I don't know, we were alive or something

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