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In a cheap suit I proposed
With fake flowers
On the frozen river
Prisoner of love
Bending those bars
Waving from afar
On the banks
Traditionally ashamed
Our love's outta range
I got a feeling
And it's hereditary
I got a notion
But it's rudimentary
The way you talk to folks on planes
I'll keep your advice on ice
You knocked me with apocalyptic fervor
Behind the garden supply store
A tree fell on our house
A broom fell on the mouse
The golden dome of youthful dreams
Too fresh for words
That way you talk to folks on planes
I'll keep your advice on ice
