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scattered notes coast to coast make up only one page, so i thought i'd write a book, but that would never take shape it always seems to me like there was something missing like a makeout party when your all out of kisses, or like deveraux when you are all out of pitches so i emptied out my drawers and i emptied out my kitchen gathered my records and i packed my clothes it's been fun, but now it's time for me to get back home so i jumped in my car and i headed back east my dad occupying up the passenger seat states and cities passed so quickly through my rearview mirror drove through the night as my body got nearer to a place with cheesesteaks and the eagles that soar and where pop-pop's spaghetti is better than yours it's a fine state and a state of mind the social club that you love, i heart L5 here's to summer, all the days and nights all the babes and fights and the blue skies are so right i dropped my things and i grabbed my phone and i learned real quick that you can't spell home without second chances and regrets you can't spell home without all your family and your friends you can't spell home without pennsylvania you can't spell home without bonfires and all the things that are so tough to find again you can't spell home without pennsylvania well i could write a song and fill it up with cliches Letras de cancionesi could talk about your eyes and i could talk about your face but i won't cause quite frankly, there isn't a need i'll just play on your body like piano keys in the morning when you wake up there is one thing i know the headline's gonna read that, "goldie stole the whole show" i was out the door before you rose today cause i had to get my body back inside of PA and before you knew it i had found my way back to by bedroom my posters and my hat rack with the trains marked clearly "matthew" not moving, no motion, appeared to be dead but clearly just dreaming a voice and it said dear, tell me all the things that you think about love do you think it's in streets, is it in bodies or blood or the space filled up with the gentle hum of pop songs here's to movement and the steps involved you can't spell home without second chances and regrets you can't spell home without all your family and your friends you can't spell home without pennsylvania you can't spell home without first time goodbyes and "hello, new life" you can't spell home without pennsylvania hard not to love all the beaches and the highways the midwest and the southern states but i don't care where my body even ends up my heart will stay in pennsylvania From Letras Mania