12:34 was your favorite time
cause it read 126.96.36.199
All I can say about 12:34
is I see it more than before
Loose is the life that you wanted to live
Loose is where it fell off
It's tightly wound and roughly torn
and after August falls the cold.
I turn you on and I turn you up
Two times a day you're around
You know late July will be far away from sping,
spring will bring the life back again.
12:34 doesn't mean much anymore,
except that it's a little past noon.
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