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Grenada
City spread below us from the hill.
The weather white gypsy town looks to be natural still.
Someone made it real one day.
Someone built a downtown mall but didn't sign their
name. [something] Cars become our castles sidewalks
open into moats. No one walks and talks a lot anymore.
So we gather round fatefully where we can hear,
nothing felt, nothing found.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.
Beauty worn with age is timeless still.
Can't fill my heart 'cause I can't get my fill.
And the crimes that I commit against myself.
Patience wanes and I embrace the patience that is
fear. Bitter pill. Sit alone at home and wait for
you. Seems like what a lonely man should do.
As if lovelorn, taken from a film.
Pencil in an actress with a paragraph.
How I may find peace and meaning still in a little
retreat just beyond these hills.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many times through the night.
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I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many times through the night.
having fun way too many times through the night.
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
retreat just beyond these hills.
How I may find peace and meaning still in a little
Pencil in an actress with a paragraph.
As if lovelorn, taken from a film.
you. Seems like what a lonely man should do.
fear. Bitter pill. Sit alone at home and wait for
Patience wanes and I embrace the patience that is
And the crimes that I commit against myself.
Can't fill my heart 'cause I can't get my fill.
Beauty worn with age is timeless still.
having fun way too many times through the night.
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
nothing felt, nothing found.
So we gather round fatefully where we can hear,
open into moats. No one walks and talks a lot anymore.
name. [something] Cars become our castles sidewalks
Someone built a downtown mall but didn't sign their
Someone made it real one day.
The weather white gypsy town looks to be natural still.
City spread below us from the hill.
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