Carry this picture for luck, kept in a locket. Tucked in your collar, close to your chest. Make it a secret, shown the the closest friends.
Meet me at quarter to seven, the sun will still shine then, at this time of year. We'll head to the inland. And we'll share a bottle there.
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Color the coast with your smile its the most genuine thing i've ever seen. I was so lost but now i believe.
And follow me south of the big docks, they tether the boats. The Richmond Review is so important, they hire our fathers to steer.
And down to the edge of the water, where we'll spill our guts, and we'll name our fears. I'll give you this picture...keep it and don't be scared.
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now i believe, now i believe, now i believe.
