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a rare and blistering sun shines down on grace cathedral park there with you i fear the time when air gets dark you know i don't spend days like this caught up in lost times of youth that i miss can almost hear rollercoasters see sailboats in the sea hear noise and screaming weaving in and out of happy music box sounds but here on the ground we're so far away from that time turned older now we walked down the hill i feel the coming on of the fading sun and i know for sure that you'll never be the one it'
