I don't know what this is all about

But I remember when we first met

And children gathered around our bed

With torches and shaking their fist,

For everyone was pissed,

For us matching up like this.

Walking through these same old streets.

If you screw your heart like that,

walking
walked
torches
through
their
start
shaking
around
consider
scenery
leave
pissed
streets
looks
smart
passed
everyone
matching
about
moving
coming
change
anyway
children
breath
these
gathered
heard
heart
lovers
screw
people
first
remember

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