Jonny Kearney and Lucy Farrell to the boy

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To the boy halfway out of the door,
Stay, till I'm sure.
And I'll order you another one, with raisins in and cherries on,
So we don't have to talk anymore,
So we don't have to talk anymore.
From a girl with one eye on the skyline,
Counting peeks and towers.
But I keep seeing sorrow flying wishing it away,
Till I don't know what to say anymore,
Till I don't know what to say anymore.
To the boy on the end of my arm,
Come meet me somewhere halfway.
'Cause I heard everything that you had to say,
But now we can't play anymore,
But now we can't we can't play anymore.
But now, we, can't play anymore.
From a girl with half a mind to leave
behind the sirins' wailing.
Cause I saw you get your dagger's out and I hid in the crowd,
But now, we can't hide anymore,
But now, we can't hide anymore.

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