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and on that teachers' training day
we wrote our names on every train
laughed at the people off to work
so monochrome and so lukewarm
and i can see our days are becoming nights
i could feel your heartbeat across the grass
we should have run
i would go with you anywhere
i should have kissed you by the water
and our love could have soared
over playgrounds and rooftops
every park bench screams your name
i kept your tie
i'd have gone wherever you wanted
i still remember
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