The world is falling apart
And no one can feel it
The world is falling apart
And no one can see it
Or hear it
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I love this day
So clear and warm
Why can't we play
All day under the sun
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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