All Good Things Must Come to An End

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it's two thirty in the morning
and i'm thinking too much again
we sung as we swayed
on that front porch swing all day

the log cabin made
with love and memories
why did it have to change?

let the flames take over things
the jukebox summer
and those harmonies
whoa

it's four fifteen
now i just can't fall asleep
still thinking of times
when life was so much easier

the yard we had
with all those evergreens
we both know you wouldn't trade it for anything

that log cabin made
of love and memories
why did it have to change?

let the flames take over things
the jukebox summer
all those harmonies
yeah
let the light fill up this boring sky
yeah, we were running
far from all those things
whoa

it's six in the morning now
i can see the sun straight through the clouds
i needed rain yesterday
so i could feel the sun that's in my veins
if you could see me smile
would you ask to stay a while?
now that everything is ash
don't you think that it'd be nice to ask

to stay
we could sit where that front porch swing, it used to sway
and we sung

let the flames take over things
the jukebox summer
all those harmonies
yeah
let the light fill up this boring sky
yeah we were running
far from all those things
yeah, we were running far from all those things

the problems carved on the edge of that swing

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