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Oh tell me this isn’t true
Oh is this really the end?
And as all the leaves rustle above us,
And as all the dark covers our skin,
Rest your head onto my chest,
I’ll tell you stories of the life we could have had.
We danced bear footed in the grass,
We read big heavy books and we would smile,
Our only drug was love,
And boy did we get high of how we smoked eachother up.
And as all the leaves rustle above us,
And as all the dark covers our skin,
Rest your head onto my chest,
I’ll tell you stories of the life we could have had.
Oh my love my one true friend,
Oh is this really the end?
We worked hard and we made lots of money
And when we had enough to be happy we gave the rest away,
we didn’t complai...