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jack n jill

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She wore that dress like it was a Saturday
Pretty as a summer rose picked in the morning  
And he held her hand like it was a mystery
One he couldn’t quite believe

Just walking with him

They were high up on a hill

Something to say, and daylight to kill

Time slipped away, the way that it will


Around and around

Dancing ‘round the question

Flip a coin and watch it go down

Into the wishing will

Two steps unset there goes another day,

Another chance to give away the secrets
 
To keep to themselves.

They were high up on a hill

Something to say, daylight to kill.
 
Time slipped away, the way that it will.

Darkness falls without a sound
 
They come tumbling down,
 Tumbling after, tumbling after

She wore that dress like it was a Saturday
 
Pretty as a summer rose picked in the morning
And he held her hand like it was a mystery
 
One he couldn’t quite believe  
Just walking with him  
They were high up on a hill  
Something to say, and daylight to kill
Time ticked away, the way that it will


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