If our raincoats were any indication
It was a wet one like beach at fullers home
My visions of suzanna drinking missiles
My visions of the past i leave alone
I block your memory like my youthfulness
But even certain sounds can cause a dirty mess
(break)
Before i left i kissed your check and wept
I've never hated to hate to love just like this
My shirt its reds and blue they stain my skin
I told the two i love that i'd be back again
If puddles and the scraps of cloth return...
I'd give a thousand pounds just for a sunburn
Congratulations, to your ghost.
Writer(s): John Andrew Hull
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