We spent the summer in the wasted drowse
Of a slow recovery.
We found each other, tried to wait it out
For our self discovery.
We can't recover, in the fading now
But the breakdown's lovely.
We still have each other and we made a vow
To prevail out of need.
Praise to the girl with the cut lip
And the provocative outfits. Her yesterday's gone.
I gaze at the girl with the cut lip
Her eyes wide with devout bliss. Her yesterday's gone.
We spent the summer, in the twilight hours
Of a distant memory.
We felt each other through the years somehow,
Knew something was empty.
We would be lovers, watch the whole world drown
Welcome a brave new century.
We live for each other, and our former selves
Burned up on re-entry.
Praise to the girl with the cut lip
And the provocative outfits. Her yesterday's gone.
I gaze at the girl with the cut lip
Her eyes wide with devout bliss. Her yesterday's gone.
I'll stay through the horrors and sorrow
Through the bleaker tomorrows, until yesterday's gone
I'll wait through the violent outbursts
drunken tears and vacant words, until yesterday's gone
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