Hwy 100 to the Hamptons
We don't hold onto a lot but what we do hold onto makes all the sense. You've always treated me like a brother. Seasons shape to connect us both in a cold world. I know your going to make it & I couldn't be happier, you deserve it.
Hey more band murch the better, right? You'll show all the disbelievers. I'll be the first to toast at the sign on party, keep shining diamond.
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