Magazine Called Sunset Lyrics

Magazine Called Sunset

Theress a magazine called sunset

And a tape machine that won't let

Me ever forget this impossible longing for you



Let's take a map across your pillow

And breathe the sky in through your window

I'll stay in the middle

And watch your books cave in



Oh, maybe you're my inspiration

Just lead me to some new sensation

I'll make a little guide

We can follow



Cause there's a magazine called sunset

And a tape machine that won't let

Me ever forget this impossible longing for you



Or I'm a future fall out standing

In the present race I phantom



There's a magazine

There's a magazine

Oh there's a magazine

Oh yeah



Or I'm a future fall out standing

In the present race I phantom



There's a magazine

And a tape machine

That's everything



There's a magazine

And a tape machine

Oh that's everything

Oh yeah