| On the way from Tallahassee to Gainesville
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| We listen to songs in the dark.
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| Somehow you convince me that we weren’t really that smart.
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| With somebody’s band in the background
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| We postulate why we were right.
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| When this song is over I’ll probably just call it a night.
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| We were young.
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| Jessica is calling an outing.
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| We whisper to gods in the night.
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| When this one is over I think we’ll just know we were right.
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| Adam’s friend is in the backseat.
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| He mumbles a stanza all right.
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| On the way to the concert, we follow a yellow/white line.
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| We were young.
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| So you called me yesterday
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| With a nice excuse and a funny face
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| And the world just shrinks and falls away.
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| We were young.
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| So you called me yesterday
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| With a nice excuse and a funny face
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| And the world just shrinks and falls away. |