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He would run to his house, emergency or not And they would go to Lake Erie to bathe in April, They would watch the seasons go by in the water, hijack golf carts from the course nearby And cruise around the neighborhoods Millennium falconing it through suburban Michigan, dubbing it *The Night We Took Down The Empire* And eventually they would tucker out and Afternoon on the asphalt, cul-de-sac, kissing Waiting for the Detroit to catch up to the sun They dreamed of places to go And he would often say Where? And his response would often be Anywhere;
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
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He would run to his house, emergency or not And they would go to Lake Erie to bathe in April, They would watch the seasons go by in the water, hijack golf carts from the course nearby And cruise around the neighborhoods Millennium falconing it through suburban Michigan, dubbing it *The Night We Took Down The Empire* And eventually they would tucker out and Afternoon on the asphalt, cul-de-sac, kissing Waiting for the Detroit to catch up to the sun They dreamed of places to go And he would often say Where? And his response would often be Anywhere;
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
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