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Seventeen
03:57
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Remember when you tried to live alone
Remember the first breaths of losing hope
cloudy as the water there
You didn’t know a thing about life
Left it to the saints and poets
You were blind
We were never seventeen
Jumping at the apple trees
Every heart that we could reach
We didn’t know a thing about life
We were never seventeen
We were never rolling streams
watching how the sky bleeds
we don’t know a thing about God
but this could be enough
When you have a hometown to sing
about
There will be a circus in your mouth
Even when it’s up and gone
Still won’t know a thing about time
Leave it to the lords and princes
I am fine I am fine
Sleeping in a burning house
Knowing every way out
Remember what you wrote when you
felt right?
Thought if all hope is worth it’s while
We we’re never seventeen
Jumping at the apple trees
Every heart that we could see
We were never rolling streams
We were never seventeen
Chasing every shining thing
Petty as the winter was
No one knows a thing about love
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Good Luck
01:58
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Bugs and dead leaves hold up our backs
We hear good luck from the train tracks
We cut our hair when we saw the
The wind never dies down
And the wind never died down
everyone looking for a face to fall asleep to
What if it was right here, or they didn’t need to
Some look better in life than in pictures
I think you’re one of them
I hope we’re of them.
We hear soft sounds from the engines
We make fires, feel like old friends and
We let our hair get real tangled
And then we say ‘so long’
And don’t think about how long
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