A Magazine Called Sunset - The Unified Theory of Everything Version

Lyrics for A Magazine Called Sunset - The Unified Theory of Everything Version

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 Just maybe you're my inspiration Just lead me to some new sensation We'll make a little guide we can call our own 'Cause there's a magazine called Sunset And a tape machine that won't ever let Me forget this impossible longing I have for you Or I'm a future far outstanding In the present race I phantom There's a magazine And a tape machine Oh, that's everything Oh, yeah Or I'm a future far outstanding In the present race I phantom There's a magazine And a tape machine Oh, that's everything There's a magazine And a tape machine Oh, that's everything Oh, yeah It won't ever, ever, ever let me forget This impossible longing I have for you