When I look back on what I done
About 100 years
Glaring is nice at the sun
If you stare well you
Ain’t it strange
How everybody says I love you
Ain’t it a
An army of ancients could rise from the ground
and tear
Well I don’t think it’s odd
To stand before god
And solemnly
Oh, in the cornfield beneath
Hangman Street
Is a rock with
I try not to think
Of all the little things
And
Oh, oh, my love
Don’t you leave me
Cause I don’t want
And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces
Heart
I don’t want to fight.
I don’t see no point, we
I'm gonna love you till the day I was born
and
I want to start calling you babe.
Take the phone off
Me and my girl gotta get to heaven.
We’ll get there
Some things never change
Or go away
I wait around
And now it’s
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