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Felt Just Like Vacation

 

Felt Just Like Vacation

(album: Vacation - 2011)


Your floor felt like falling backwards in a steady slipstream
The lazy tide is bringing me to shore
Eighty degree water, I see right to the bottom
Take the pressure off for good. Don't give me anymore

Give me the worst sleep spots, corners to get stuck in
Pump me full of friends and alcohol
And I'll be thinking of you long after the night's through
Long after I'm peeled off of the wall and shipped to Brooklyn

And it might be 'cause I'm not alone
But this vacation feels more like home
Than habitually checking my phone for texts
I won't respond to from people I don't talk to

In truth, December destroyed me. January crushed me
By February, I was not myself
March rolled in like beatings and rolled out like a bear hug
In April I stared out the window for a fucking month
I don't want October. I don't want November
I don't want to feel those crippling blows
That I can't explain to myself, my friends or you
So I soften them with hours of Nintendo

And it might be 'cause I'm not alone
But this vacation feels more like home
Than refreshing e-mails I won't respond
To from people I don't talk to

Please give me Caye Caulker, my feet in the water
Someone who doesn't yawn when I go on
And I'll be thinking of her long after the summer
Long after the crowd is bored and talking shit and moved away and everybody's gone

So the winter never kills me
So the winter never kills me
So the winter never kills me
So the winter never kills me

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