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66 promises
Fell from your lips
66 kisses to
Rest on my charred fingertips
And 66 lovers
To come till I tell
66 postions to take on this
Well-worn trail
66 magicians
Deliver the goods
Documenting our marriage for some
Silent film in Hollywood
Is it not what you thought it would be?
Was it not what you wanted it to be?
Was I not what you thought I would be?
Was it not what you wanted it to be?
60 miles talking
But making no sense
A life out of liberty
And the pursuit of
Happiness
Waiting for something
To smash a few wholes
In the wall of good fortune
And the windows to an
Outer world
And 66 promises
They came in a kiss
Provided a meaning
Now I see how it reallly is
And it's not what I thought it would be
And it's not what I wanted it to be
And it's not what I thought it would be
And it's not what I wanted it to be
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