Not One More Word Tonight Between Here And There Well Put A Distance The Size Of The Ocean So Now His Heart Can Beat A Skipping Rythm As The Cadence Carries Me I Almost Drift Away Far Enough To Forget But When It Comes You Cannot Hesitate And When Found I Will Write On Account And Seal It In An Envelope Addresed To Your Last Known Residence
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And We Sink And We Drown And What Is Lost Can Never Be Found Well These Arms They'd Swim, Until The Lungs Pulled In When Panic Was Lost In A Deep Understanding That You Will See What Is Wrong With Everything What Is Wrong With You And Me That Make All The Right Reasons To Fuck It Up Your Gonna Fuck It Up
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(That Sounded Pretty Good To Me) (I Thought It Was Pretty Good)