It's cold outside on the porch
In the silence of the
I look at the cover and it seems
This is the
We'll rest our heads on strong shoulders again.
To form new
Do you have the time, because I have somewhere I
Fuzzy voice over the telephone
You know how much I miss
Lose ourselves in the fire we have lit
We'll cross
let's yell if we see it in ourselves
the passion to
There are reasons to talk about it.
This patriarchy we
you can't do rock and roll wrong.
now that's my fucking
we know things lose their shine over time. so the
I can feel another winter coming on
And we're still walking
These ghosts are good at what they do
Haunting hallways
there's blood in all of our mouths from tearing everyone
If we could just move in time with our moving
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