But the clicking of the rain.
Against the leaves,
And the way each other breathes (but you've got to listen)
Make this home - we've never, we never had one.
Out here, we turn out all the lights.
And sit inside, looking out.
And the bay's still,
She's wearing the night's expression.
Make this home - we've never, we never had one.
We've never, we never had one.
So let's stop calling this a vacation.
(We're just here for two nights)
Count the beats, of your heart
And no city streets, to break up cars
We can lie here...
We want no one! And no one comes!
Every song plays just for us
Make this home - we've never we never had one
So stop calling this a vacation.
- Dog Park by Minus The Bear
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