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Me and Mr. Dylan on the ride home,
had a heart to heart about life.
Neither him or me could decide for ourselves,
if we wanted to outlive that night.
Like two children on the playground of the unconfessed souls,
abandoned by our lovers, and our mothers and our foes.
If only we were brave enough to live the life we stole,
what a wonderful world this could be.
had a heart to heart about life.
Neither him or me could decide for ourselves,
if we wanted to outlive that night.
Like two children on the playground of the unconfessed souls,
abandoned by our lovers, and our mothers and our foes.
If only we were brave enough to live the life we stole,
what a wonderful world this could be.