Letra
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Out of my garden, passed the battle cruiser,
We jumped over cemetery gates,
There on the wasteland, we saw the horizon,
I noticed your pupils dilate.
PRE-CHORUS:
They re at it again, let s roll just like we used to,
In fields when we were young our hearts got lost in the circles,
We had it all, a rise and fall.
Came from the booze and the s generation,
And prayed for the mayhem to start,
You said you were foolish but I saw the genius,
In pulling the stitches apart.
So raise your glass to the ones who have passed,
And the ones that got away, ohh.