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

Oh, 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 let
Me ever forget this impossible longing for you

Oh, I´m a future fallout standing
In the present erase our phantom

There´s a magazine, there´s a magazine
Oh, there´s a magazine, oh yeah

Oh, I´m a future fallout standing
In the present erase our phantom

There´s a magazine
And a tape machine
That´s everything
Oh, there´s a magazine
And a tape machine
Oh that´s everything, oh yeah