Where We Meet

The Apples In Stereo

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I wanna land on my feet leave a hole in the street
Every day.

I wanna sleep on the stone in the light all alone
Every day.

And in the street that's where we meet.

I wanna stand on my hands I wanna sit in the sand
Every day.

I wanna sleep all around chase the light on the ground
Every day.

And in the street that's where we meet.
And in the street dust on our feet.