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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

If you’d like to walk a while, we could waste the day.
Follow me into the trees; I will lead the way.

Bring some change up to the bridge, bring some alcohol.
There we’ll make a final wish, just before the fall.

Promise I will be forever yours. Promise not to say another word.
Never mind—what’s done is done—‘always was a lucky one.

Watch the sunrise all alone, sitting on the tracks.
Hear the train come roaring in, never coming back.

Laying quiet in the grass, everything is still.
River stones and broken bones, scattered on the hill.

Promise I will be forever yours. Promise not to say another word.
Nevermind; whats done is done; ‘always was a lucky one.

Promise I will be forever yours. Promise not to say another word.
Here forever, deep beneath the dirt.
Nevermind what’s done is done.. ‘always was a lucky one

These are lyrics by Foo Fighters, from 'Still'. This was posted at 11:46 AM on 17 June 2006 .
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