Here this no past, Cracks in the hour glass.
To most of time either with you or without you.
Hey this is serious, from coast to coast, with every inch of the road I'm close to you.
When the tears of Miss Lonely Hearts come soaking through, Just remember that I can feel it too.
Every wave ya know I can feel it too.
There's no there, there. Old swhadows reappear.
Discourse of death at the history department.
Hey this is serious, from coast to coast, with every inch of the road I'm close to you.
When the tears of Miss Lonely Hearts come soaking through, Just remember that I can feel it too.
Every wave ya know I can feel it too.
Feel it too.
Hey this is serious from coast to coast. With every inch of the road
I'm close to you.
When the tears of Miss Lonely Hearts come soaking through, Just remember that I can feel it too.
Every wave ya know I can feel it, Every wave ya know I can feel it too.
mmmmm, mmmmmm

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