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The Oaks On Prince St.Stand beside meTell me you don't really know Smile politely through your indifferent glare I see a sure sign A clear night pierced by a cloud in the skyline Gunsmoke suspended in air What did I miss It seemed like fate was on our side from the first kiss When we both knew this would last Her voice fades away like FM stations in the outskirts We're twisting at the dial adds white noise to our remains Well it's a war cry My darlin' don't confuse love with a good time then we could both walk away And even as the story piece by piece is torn asunder And even as this house we built so strong burns all around It seems that all we do is run away to dream and wonder But don't forget the oaks on Prince street never fell to ground... Stop. Rewind to the moment in time you stopped caring like I do Don't try to devalue the times that still feel true The rest you can lie through Stop. Rewind (Avoid the house with the broken windows) to the moment in time (Abandon ship every time the wind blows) you stopped caring like I do (and hide behind) Don't try to devalue (Well all that's left are the smoke and ashes) the times that still feel true (And you remember how bad the crash is) The rest you can lie through (Don't look for me: I won't show) A cigarette stained with lipstick sits beside an ashtray It's the only thing left I have of you to throw away If this was really fate then it's not "if" but rather "when" And all that I have left to do is save these reminders Until I see you then... So I implore Ignore my hostile demeanor You mean more than I would care to admit |