it rained. and it poured. at swan lake. we played in the mud and fell asleep before midnight.
hello new year.
your star struck innuendo, and the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane. julie baby it aint natural for you to cry in the midnight.
i said open up the window and let me breathe
and i can almost smell your t.b sheets...
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