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That summer, we talked endlessly
always, about everything,
fusion, nothing new for you
i felt, hey, under and, cool breezes
the heavenly

face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me, i remember
face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me, i remember

and we argue, constantly
disagree, about everything
distance, nothing new for me
i feel uneasy, under this thing
thoughts away
the heavenly

face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me, i remember
face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me, i remember
i remember

and darkness falls in my eyes
and days are far from rosy now
and if i asked for the sky
would you still shelter me
when the sky falls