Do you live your life with your windows down, as if time stops to wait for you?
I'm stuck in traffic anyway
Long before your beachside kettle whistled "tea for two"
Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented
A summer we pretended our dreams were connected
I don't take anything in my Earl Grey
But this memory takes a spoonful of white sugar, still
Packets from an Esso on zero avenue
Thought it tasted better
But it only tasted bitter
Sipping from your rear-view mirror... Is that too warm for you?
Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented
A summer we pretended our dreams were connected
Hey have you seen my keys?
I'm looking for a breeze...
My days roll by with the windows down
And the hair of my heart's a pompadour
You write proud headings at the top of evening entries
Shout about a novel feeling fleeting past you by the shore
Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented
A summer we pretended our dreams were connected
I don't take anything in my Earl Grey
But this memory takes a packet of white sugar still
Dusk falls, your cup it starts to chill
And I don't take anything in my Earl Grey
But this memory's always sweet
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