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I was sitting on a rock, justwaiting for a keyto sleep inside the houseof old serenity |
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So I climbed onto your altarbegged, please don't let me falter,we'll put our oaths at stakein a heaven that all icicles make. |
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All my devotion,compelled by an ocean,of all the years to comeof all the years to come |
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So we'll work until the night is quitewhat once all our dreams were like;doing all the housework, returning all theschoolbooks, for good |
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Let's go on pretending that the lightis neverending -we still have the summersto be good to one another, yay hey |
