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The Rosemary Soul

Married at eighteen Divorced at twenty And the time inbetween She saw plenty That she promised she’d never see again She left her town of birth Left...
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Macey Levens

She said she won’t be hanging round In this town It always looks up to a blackened sky This town she said will not see me die Before I’ve lived Macey...
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Night Shine

She walked with me one night Holding my hand We counted the stars We gave them names The rain didn’t matter The moon didn’t care The headlights from...
Cherry

We Were Kids

Running through the mist Swimming in the river Laughing at the cold Making us shiver Cycling downhill Wind in our face No sign of fear Not a trace...
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Rusty

We were laughing about the state of the car That we called rusty The seats were so dusty And something stank We were trying to guess how far We’d get...
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