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Oct 13, 2005 12:41

I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We'll cut out bodies free, from the tethers of this scene,
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change,
We'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)
The sun will heat the grounds
Under our bare feet in this brand new colony
Everything will change

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imnosoldier October 13 2005, 17:22:55 UTC
aw, i used to love that song.

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jak2021 October 14 2005, 20:17:03 UTC
The Postal Service? From Ken?
Cool.

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