Remember back when season's don't change
Late December winds bringin' pain, back to me
And I've been closing these doors for days
The sky is fallin' down on my grave
Oh are we gonna make it?
South Pacific's whiskey and sin, now honey
These angels got me talkin' again, jump slowly
Gently as the breakin' waves, I'm flying
The tide closing in on my face
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