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Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there
Chill will wake you, high and dry
You'll wonder why
We met in the summer and walked 'til the fall
And breathless we talked, it was tongues
Despite what they'll say, it wasn't youth, we'd hit the truth
Faces of Strummer that fell from your wall
And nothing was left where they hung
So sweet and bitter, they're what we found
So drink them down and
Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there
Chill will wake you, high and dry
You'll wonder why
