It's getting cold Thought it was too soon to tell but it was terribly old and now the heartbeat slows to a heartless crawl
The lights went out The lights went out and darkness filled the house on a tiring night under a Long Island sky.
I thought I'd known the consequence, sweetness, can you believe this? mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it
In years to come it might make sense sweetness can you believe this Just what's become of it What's become of it
but If you hear this and you think you're ready, meet me in Montauk where we'll write out in the sand Here lies the destiny of two hurt souls afraid to be cured again That could be our epitaph
i thought i'd know the consequence sweetness can you believe this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness can you beleive it whats become of it whats become of it
i thought i'd know the consequence sweetness can you beileve this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness can you beleive it whats become of it whats become of it i know i know
i thought i'd known the consequence sweetness can you beileve this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness did you foresee this whats become of it whats become
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The lights went out The lights went out and darkness filled the house on a tiring night under a Long Island sky.
I thought I'd known the consequence, sweetness, can you believe this? mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it
In years to come it might make sense sweetness can you believe this Just what's become of it What's become of it
but If you hear this and you think you're ready, meet me in Montauk where we'll write out in the sand Here lies the destiny of two hurt souls afraid to be cured again That could be our epitaph
i thought i'd know the consequence sweetness can you believe this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness can you beleive it whats become of it whats become of it
i thought i'd know the consequence sweetness can you beileve this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness can you beleive it whats become of it whats become of it i know i know
i thought i'd known the consequence sweetness can you beileve this mess we've made of it this mess we've made of it in years to come it might make sense sweetness did you foresee this whats become of it whats become
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