We've all come to the conclusion that the world is gonna end in the year 2023 or something along those lines. So what are we fighting for? I'm lying. Clearly.
We've got a lot of life to live, so keep going.
Anyway, Lover's quarrels And miles away We dedicate ourselves To some sort of dream Streams of opportunity
I'm impressed with the sport that you jest with You've got all that I have to give I'll hang my boots out on the line Mistaken that this life was mine. Forget the clean logic of yesterday I'll take apart the puzzle and put it back together my way. C'est le fin. Je donne tout que tu voudrais.