there s a blanket on a mattress on my sister s floor there s a bookmark in the atlas that i left you i know we ve been as far apart as this before but take a look at what we ve got to get through turn the page if those mountains make you miserable the great dividing range merely proves we re indivisible sincerely was it really only yesterday i woke you up to say goodbye there was something else i meant to say but it can wait until july i find it strange that these mountains make me miserable when the great dividing range merely proves we re indivisible let s not get metaphysical