It’s been
Far too long
Every inch
Old love songs
Willow trees the cool night breeze
The smell of pine and how everything seems fine
Oh, so long
In Lisbon
Life goes on
Every step
Old war songs
Cooling seas, late autumn breeze
The smell of guns and blooming flowers in the sun
Oh, so long
Oh, so long
Oh, so long
And it’s been
A good summer
Every breath
Let us smother
Warm goodbyes, tear-stained eyes
The smell of loss, keep saying it will be fine
For so long
For so long
For so long
And it’s been
Far too long
Every inch
Old love songs
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