| Two Years On Film |
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| The farther away I get |
| The less that I remember |
| Of who and what and when |
| I took all those pictures |
| I pawned off your rings |
| The year you weren’t looking |
| I bought Joseph’s car |
| Painted it with lightning |
| Drove into the sea |
| Drove into the sea |
| Drove into the sea |
| August and July |
| The closest that we’d get |
| To working with our hands |
| Surviving by our wits |
| I’ve got lots of time |
| If you can read a map |
| Drive across that city line |
| Never to come back |
| Never to come back |
| Never to come back |
| Never to come back |
