A secret spot the whole world knows of, | 1 |
we go there often. | 2 |
There upon the edge of a cornfield, | 3 |
with a steel tower to cast shadows from the moon... | 4 |
Intimate and deep in the gallows of blue eyes, | 5 |
I found the other half of my heart. | 6 |
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And so far into love, | 7 |
holding hands becomes a formality. | 8 |
And again does combining bodies, | 9 |
efforts soon become a struggle... | 10 |
I myself fall into the canyons of your soul, | 11 |
lost, waiting for a search party that isn't coming. | 12 |
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Getting back together is the remix of | 13 |
a song already bad to begin with. | 14 |
But in most cases, | 15 |
Its a casualty that can't be avoided... | 16 |
Soon come an exchange of words at excessive volume, | 17 |
Soon come the tears that never stop coming. | 18 |
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It happens a second time, | 19 |
maybe even a third and a fourth. | 20 |
Often never ending for one of us, | 21 |
until there is no other alternative... | 22 |
Forever awkward in our hearts, misplaced affection, | 23 |
always the in-flight movie. | 24 |
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Maybe love is the one that is cliché. | 25 |