Wilco — A Magazine Called Sunset

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There’s 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 riddle 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 call our own

‘Cause there’s a magazine called «Sunset»
And a tape machine that won’t let me ever forget
This impossible longing for you

Oh, I’m a future fallout standing
In the present, erase our phantom

There’s a magazine
There’s a magazine
Oh, there’s a magazine
Oh, yeah

Oh, I’m a future fallout standing
In the present, erase our phantom

Oh, there’s a magazine
And a tape machine
That’s everything

Oh, there’s a magazine
And a tape machine
Oh, that’s everything
Oh, yeah