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The Postal Service - Iron and Wine

I'm, Thinking it's a sign,
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images,
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.
And I, Have to speculate,
that god himself did make us to correspond in shapes,
like puzzle pieces from the clay.

And true, it may seem like a stretch,
but it's thoughts like this that catch my trouble,
and when you're away, when I am missing you to death.

When, you're out there on the road,
for several weeks of shows, and
when you scan the radi-,
oh I hope there's somewhere guide you home.

And they will see us waving from such great heights,
'Come down now,' they'll say..

But everything looks perfect from far away,
'Come down now,', but we'll stay..

Beautiful song. Worthy of any winamp list.