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Don't let's talk about tomorrow.

It's funny how people grow small.

Your first soap-bubble

In early Springtime

Gleaming, magical

And you longed suddenly

To live in it forever.

We'll relive events of antiquity,

Of governments, kings, and wars,

Of sailing ships, the apocalypse.

On the day that the street had flooded,

The neighbor's van might have been destroyed.

Comin' up behind you,

Mem'ries of punk rock,

And the TV made us stupid, (stupid)

Frightening and two-faced. (two-faced)

It was la-la-la-la-la-laaa~

Here on Earth, we'll never forget your name,

And we know the skies will never sound the same.

Take your music where no music has been before,

And silence can follow no more.

Take my hand, then.

No, that isn't fair.

Surely, we could...

It's not like I don't...

Look, I really care.

I should prob'ly...

So don't let us stop you,

For we could be wrong.

Keep doing what you do,

And maybe you will find

It's had a place...

... all along.

ING. AY. ING, AY. ING... [AY.]