www.lorkinoreillymusic.com Turn your head Go easy now The lights on my front porch are flickering out Does your phone book fall from the seam? Here is stand Lorkin Dangerously addicted to social smoking Curling her finger She beckons me back To sit at the table her knife in my back Will your Ribcage save your from heartbreak? Here I stand Lorkin Guilty of wasting Sunday morning Sunset now Sinks far behind The walls of my backyard and leaves without sound Will you ever harness a daydream?

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