Memories

Post-Modern Connection

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Where were we going
There's nothing out there
I held your hand like
There's noone to fear
Colours fade out of sight
The doors are locked
I'm needing some advice
It's too late, to call my phone

Ooh
Ooh

Left your clothes on the floor
Nothing no, nothing's been the same anymore
Chronic sunshine don't last forever
We're finally at the ends of our words

Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

Come down come on down come down
Come down come on down come down
Come down come on down come down
Come down come on down come down