"Endless" genre: Rock
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	CD: Songs for 27   Label: SIXTHMAN
	Lyrics I’m staring at the glow of a far off interstate. The halogen yellow cuts through the grayness of the place. So I pack a bag to go in the blurry half-light. By the calm of Tuesday morning, I’m distant traffic in the quiet. (CHORUS) Can you find a way, Between my face and your hands? The wings across my back are withered up and turning black. It’s time like these I’m Endless. What little stuff I had got left there in the space. It’s funny how eviction has the strength to liberate. So I left the car behind and started riding on a train, But a thousand strangers later, the numbness is the same. CHORUS You can leave, but I’ll just stay. I can barely feel you breathing. I didn’t mean to leave this way, But you were gone… You’re not sleeping much at all, tossed and turned around, Waiting for the call, listening for the sound, Of a cough in the next room, of a faucet turning on, Then hope pops like a balloon and you realize that I’m gone. CHORUS

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