I have more stories than you
But they all come from before
And somehow that time
Isn't as interesting anymore
And we were so glad
For the weather alighting our skin
The new shoots, blossoms and leaves
Framing this so perfectly together
Is it the weaknesses in me
That lead to more arms
There are a hundred reasons why I can't
The last, I mean the first thing on my mind
And we were so glad
For the weather alighting our skin
The new shoots, blossoms and leaves
Framing this so perfectly together
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