2.A Perfect Season
We slip and fall and we can barely see the reasons
Why we go underneath
We have come up and it's a perfect, perfect season
For you to be next to me
I want you to know
I'm sure that we will come upon all kinds of weather
Storms come and the earth will shake
But I think that we could male it through together
The land is ours to take
I want you to know
I want you
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