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We stood in the sand we stared at the stars |
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What good is any of it now? |
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These were the moments in our lives |
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That invoked years of silence |
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And after all that we had done |
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We had become...(the private joke). |
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We knew the risks and we were willing to take them |
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And so we went through with it, and it would forever change us |
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We were those who felt they were desperate to live |
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We were those who'd let their hearts, beat themselves to death |
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We stood in the sand we stared at the stars |
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What good is any of it now? |
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These were the moments in our lives |
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That invoked years of silence |
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And after all that we had done |
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We had become...(the private joke). |
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We couldn't go back to the way it was before |
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We would go our separate ways and never tell anyone |
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But what good are memories with no one to stand beside you? |
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What good are memories if those you made them with despise you? |
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We stood in the sand we stared at the stars |
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What good is any of it now? |
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These were the moments in our lives |
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That invoked years of silence |
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And after all that we had done |
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We had become...(the private joke). |