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Got high amongst the broken gravestones, where the colorful faces of the dead keep watch over the cemetary from their painted brick boundaries.
We walked around just to see things,
drove around just for a few Everclear songs
and the chilled sweet autumness of the afternoon.
There is no such thing as wasting time,
just ask the solitary trees.
He says it's all one big joke and, understanding this, my sense of humor recedes into its crass little cocoon, will emerge a whole new butterfly.
We walked around just to see things,
drove around just for a few Everclear songs
and the chilled sweet autumness of the afternoon.
There is no such thing as wasting time,
just ask the solitary trees.
He says it's all one big joke and, understanding this, my sense of humor recedes into its crass little cocoon, will emerge a whole new butterfly.