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Fionn
Fionn
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Fionn
Fionn
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Jared Manierka
Jared Manierka
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The moon hangs above my head like it could drop On a beach in late July, counting every star that's died Distance is disease, where the ocean ends we'll drop Drawing dreams in endless sand, take my head for your hand I could sink my ship into your skin But I move like the summer wind Two chasers chasing someday I'll meet you in the next life babe, babe, babe Clouds closing in pollute our perfect sky Watch you laugh until you cry tears of rum and rye That freckle faced phantom you watched running down the bay Every day she'll fade in a sea of August rain You could sink your ship into her skin But you move like the summer wind Two chasers chasing someday I'll meet you in the next life babe, babe, babe So walk away, away, away Midnight fries, rose coloured eyes That song that always made me cry, taxi rides Purple nights, you said you saw me in the lights Wine stained sheets Every dream that this earth will never see We could sink our ship into her skin Laugh and love in perfect sin Two chasers chasing someday I'll meet you in the next life babe, babe, babe So walk away, away, away Oh won't I see you next time babe
Writer(s): Alanna Finn-morris, Brianne Finn-morris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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