True Love Last Forever,
Snurrar underbart i Ipoden just nu;
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins,
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys.
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair.
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere.
Have I found you, flightless bird?
Jealous, weeping or lost you.
American mouth, big pill looming.
- Iron & Wine; Flightless Bird, American Mouth
- (pssst, den spelas i slutet på twilight hihi, N Ö R D jag vet!)
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