now june's tune is a powerful heartbreak lovemake, like cherrytime twists of summer and vanilla mists. your long, cold legs miss december senseless and at least our little blanket romances. like they said in my school - we're only giving the devil a ride when we swing from the knees and when we roll to our sides, we burn and dive into whatever sea we see. oh, this girl has got quite a hold on me. ya, you know what i mean. now angeline told me to watch and to pray for the conversion of the sinners along my precious way. but to converse with the few confused had me wasting away days when all i saw was confusion and lack of grace. the neat coffee cream, the sweet sugary steam. the cold snow on your window; the world's a white-washed screen and i'm keeping warm from the winter storm, from the howling, hovering screams right here next to you and you inside of me. oh, this girl has got quite a hold on me. man, ya know where i stand. so we laugh flawlessly and we talk like licks of the wind with humor and opinion and serious grins. we know we just can't help but love each other, 'cause we know it just can't happen any other way with our cinematic guise and our narrative eyes and our last wishes.
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