And so it is, just like you said it would be. Life goes easy on me, most of the time. And so it is, the shorter story, no love, no glory, no hero in her skies. We'll both forget the breeze, most of the time. And so it is, the colder water, the blower's daughter, the pupil in denial (...) And until I find somebody new, I can't take my eyes off of you.
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