Magazine Called Sunset Lyrics - Wilco

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 middle 

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 follow 

Cause there's a magazine called sunset 

And a tape machine that won't let 

Me ever forget this impossible longing for you 

Or I'm a future fall out standing 

In the present race I phantom 

There's a magazine 

There's a magazine 

Oh there's a magazine 

Oh yeah 

Or I'm a future fall out standing 

In the present race I phantom 

There's a magazine 

And a tape machine 

That's everything 

There's a magazine 

And a tape machine 

Oh that's everything 

Oh yeah