well time has a way of throwing it all in your face

the past, she is haunted, the future is laced

heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car

swear i was in the back seat, just minding my own

and through the glass, the corn crows come like rain

they won’t stay, they won’t stay

for too long now

this could be all that we know..

of love and all.

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