A Magazine Called Sunset

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 'Cause maybe you're my inspiration Just lead me to some new sensation I'll make a little guide they 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 Oh, I'm a future fallout standing In the present, erase our phantom There's a magazine and a tape machine Oh, that's everything, oh yeah Oh, I'm a future fallout standing In the present, erase our phantom Oh, there's a magazine And a tape machine Oh, that's everything Oh, 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 --- A Magazine Called Sunset - Wilco