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blank page was all the rage 
never meant to say anything 
in bed I was half dead 
tired of dreaming of rest 
got dressed drove the state line 
looking for you at the five and dime 
stop sign told me stay at home 
told me you were not alone 
blank page was all the rage 
never meant to hurt anyone 
in bed I was half dead 
tired of dreaming of rest 
you haven't changed 
you're still the same 
may you rise as you fall 
you were easy you are forgotten 
you are the ways of my mistakes 
I catch the rainfall 
through the leaking roof 
that you had left behind 
you remind me 
of that leak in my soul 
the rain falls 
my friends call 
leaking rain on the phone 

take a day plant some trees 
may they shade you from me 
may your children play beneath

blank page was all the rage 
never meant to say anything 
in bed I was half dead 
tired of dreaming of rest 
got dressed drove the state line 
looking for you at the five and dime 
but there I was picking pieces up 
you are a ghost 
of my indecision 
no more little girl