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Untitled 01
By Brand New

Well I wrote your name and burned it,
See the color of the flame,
And it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything,
I'm just burned gold,
A normal flame,
I am not anything,
And all that I remember is the feeling of waking up,
When we were kids you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust,
When we were kids I was a fountain you could never drink enough,
Then came all the boys who swept you up,
Played careless with your heart,
And every night there was a new girl sitting beside me in my car,
Something dies when you grow older,
But you do the best you can,
I am glad,
I am glad,
You found a good man.