All we’ve ever want are honest creatures. All we’ve ever seen we’ve seen before. All we’ve ever had were early bedtimes. All we’ve ever felt we’ve felt again. When I was a boy, when I was a young boy. Sat upon the rocks and when swimming there. When I was a boy, when I was a young boy. Sat upon the sun and I never got down. We were talking to ourselves in a feathered battle. Spitting out the things that we couldn’t say. Taking up a post at the sheriff’s office. We were the ones in our way, yeah, we were the ones in our way. It wasn’t till that night I saw you underneath the lamplight.
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