Reading The Wrappers

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Your parents are sat in the car They wondering what is the matter And they are eating sweets And reading the wrappers And there is no one else around The shale as grey as the weather And you are crouching on the ground For what seems like forever And i'm sorry for running away But they will be playing his records all day And you turn to me baby and say: "we can run on this beach for as long you need to If that's what helps We can kick every pebble into the sea Til there's nothing left If that's what helps you deal with his death But are you sure there's nothing else making you upset?" To take the ferry harbour-bound I guess that's where we were headed With nonchalance it was announced I guess it took me a second And i am sprinting on the sand Like there's a thing i've forgotten And i am windmilling my arms Guess it's a thing i do often And i'm sorry for running away But they will be playing his records all day And you turn to me baby and say: "we can run on this beach for as long you need to If that's what helps We can kick every pebble into the sea Til there's nothing left If that's what helps you deal with his death But are you sure there's nothing else making you upset?" "we can talk about it, we can do whatever you need Baby my parents are happy just reading the wrappers, and i love you"
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