The Honorary Title - Dilute Lyrics

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The islands small and desolate 
The highways stretch towards nothingness 
Weeds infest our front lawns 
The picket fence impales the sun 
That silhouettes on our houses 
Dressed up in aluminum 

And the softest part of 
Your flesh helps my 
Body ingest sleep 
In the dead of the summer 

I will pretend that you won't be gone 
Distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
And rewrites 

I will pretend that you won't be gone 
Distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
… This song 

The islands small and desolate 
The highways stretch towards nothingness 
The weeds infest our front lawn 
The picket fence impales the sun 
That silhouettes on our houses 
Dressed up in aluminum 

And the softest part of 
Your flesh helps my 
Body ingest sleep 
In the dead of the summer 

I will pretend that you won't be gone 
Distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
And rewrites 

And I will pretend that you won't be gone 
And distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
...This song 

But I keep asking you 
To tell me what is wrong 
And you, you just tell me 
That it's nothing at all 
But in your helplessness 
I can see 
You know I can see, yeah 

The softest part of 
Your flesh helps my 
Body ingest sleep 
In the dead of the summer 

I will pretend that you won't be gone 
The distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
And rewrites 

And I will pretend that you won't be gone 
Distance dilutes 
And rewrites 
And rewrites 

And I will pretend that you won't be gone… 

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lyrics submitted by Stephanie on 08-06-2005
lyrics corrected on 06-11-2008