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Possibilities for the eleventh of May I can do whatever I'd like to Yet, I can't think of anything that I can do that won't spark a fuse for memories Now, I'm finding out the hard way to throw away everything F*ck recycling It's not Groundhog Day, I'm done living each day again and again and again My phone calls are ignored Yeah, I've been here before I'd rather leave this at your door Our minds may wander off, that doesn't mean they lost their way Aside from these dirty shoes, they'll still walk this line straight For now, I'm sinking to the bottom of the deepest sea Or crash landing on an island where I'll still have hopes for you and me Stop digging this grave sixty years before an expiration date Let go, move on, no more worrying Orlando, take care of her for me You see, I've done enough dreaming It's time that I catch up on sleep So, would you please Orlando, take care of her for me Orlando, take care of her for me