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Nov 2017
I don't look for the future
because I see what has past
they'll soon discover time travel
and i'll be the first to ask

They asked me for a reason
and when I said the season
they looked at me
like falling means anything to them

See they made a science
but all I hear is silence
so please
please just take me back

I'll wake up in the morning
and be right next to you
i'll whisper oh so softly
and just enjoy the view
knowing that you
were made for me

I won't get my hopes up just in case they fail
i'll get a job and grow up
and live this little hell
but believe
i'll be the first to ask
and we will
fall in to the past
and we will
fall in love at last
Old Stoney
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