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Runways And A New Way Away From Here Tim D Ryan
Runways and a New Way Away From Here
(Simple times, …days that were so much)
(So processed and sunset perfect)
And I thought I could take them away…
(Rip them from your cliché scar)
And I thought I could take you away…
So now I’m left, with a broken memory.
Of a guy and his gal, sleeping on the runway.
And I thought, I could take them away.
And they thought, they could take you away,
From here.
(Oh) Yesterday never came the right way,
it came and left in the blink;
Of a bruised, open eye.
(Oh) Yesterday never came the right way,
it came and left in the blink;
Of a bruised, open eye.
(Simple times, …days that were so much)
(So processed and sunset perfect)
(Processed and sunset perfect)
Sunset perfect.
So now I’m left, with a broken memory.
Of a guy and his gal, sleeping on the runway.
And I thought, I could take them away.
And they thought, they could take you away,
From here.
And we are so simple in the end, so lost and confused.
But we keep on trying, trying. (Trying…)
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