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In our days, we'd dance under the moon, and pray to god for rain...

Run like ants towards the sun, just cause it's warmth made us feel alive.

We used to recite the movie "Suburbia" together, and make jokes about the Beatles.

We'd write the lyrics to "The man who sold the world" on every wall we could.

We would ride bikes on the beach just so we would fall.

And my memories of us are all but vague, like ghosts crawling in my skin.

If you'll please come back, it'll be like it used to,

I'll sing you slow songs, and you'll drive me crazy.