Quebec Echo - Stop The Presses!

I want to hold my tongue about our love
I think the gallery should too
Good news is no news for everyone
Because the rumours are never true
I know you give your love to no one else
And if I need you'll lay me down
Bury the need for saturation
Of advice parroted for how
I hope that you're the one that stops the presses
Leaves the pages white
Read all about how you're extraordinary
Well there's nothing else to write
Allegedly, we're written in the stars
Though all the stars we see have died
So when you spied that celestial signature
At least the astral ink had dried
So no I won't beware the Ides of March
Though it led Caesar to his brutal fate
Into the Bard - you read as much you like
I find he lacks in journalistic weight
So I hope that you're the one that stops the
presses
Leaves the pages white
Read all about how you're extraordinary
Well there's nothing else to write
I hope that we're the ones that stop the presses
Leave the pages white
Read all you want but that's no use to me
I'll applaud a normal life
And that's all she wrote, good night

Written by:
Jachin Mee

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