Oh July

Is better off since April died

I can see September through the trees

And I can't lie

There's more to know than what's inside

Maybe there's some reason in my memories

But all I know

It's easier to love you when I'm gone

But it's hard for me to leave

I don't know...

This anger isn't helping anyone

And I don't know what I need

Oh St. Marie

Close my eyes before you leave

So I don't have to look at you in shame

Oh St. Marie

Take my hand and give me peace

Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same

Here come the broken hearts

Just as the music starts


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