"8:16 A.M."
Stranger flowers yet
There will never come a day that will ever regret
The hours, days, years, and the minutes
The joy, the pain, the sunshine, and rain in it
The drives on the coast to nowhere
Nothing to say, just sit and stare
There's nothing like the comfort of a silence that's comfortableNot talking small, just skip the bull
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