Common Fires - Samstag

It's December in Lafayette
There's never snow in the sun
But I tasted the peppermint
It's Friday night on the border line
Stood on our feet for our turn
We had to check on the instruments
It's a pleasant evening
There's no sense in leaving
If nobody has to worry
If we haven't said goodbye
It's Friday night on the tennis courts
Where we retreat to the dark
We would lay down and think on it
Camera flash in the misty lights
On the beach in the dead of night
See the winter rains coming in
It's a pleasant evening
There's no sense in leaving
If nobody has to worry
If we haven't said goodbye
In this perfect memory
You turn to lend me
The mirage of no more worries
And no need to say goodbye
We used to live in a model house
Only for one afternoon
We made a toast to our future health

Written by:
Caleb McAlpine

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