I bought a box of safety matches with our initials
This’ll whistle like a rum-soaked man doing handstands in the park
Where we first fell head over the top of the hill.
I scrape my knees; you tear your skirt; we leave our shadows and shout just for the hell of it.
Oh what a terrible sound
I hear a ringing. I hear a ringing in the distance like a knockout bell
Is someone singing? Hey mister, mister, wait a minute, I got something to sell
You’re a fire in the ocean, impossibly hot and smoking
I stole a bag of Downtown tokens back when I was kid in the old arcade
Though the street has changed, the games they stay the same
You trade a pistol for a missile then kiss all of the kids in the town
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