I woke up on Angel Island in your arms
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To the smell of burning bridges
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And the sound of those alarms in my head,
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We should have stayed in bed
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But we held them up for ransom anyway
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When the coldest days of winter were
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The summers that we took aim at the Bay
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And grateful wasn't dead
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And like your lips were only made for me to kiss
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Oh oh oh oh
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We were made for this
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While the girls all danced beneath a burning man
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And the last waltz did somersaults to finish off the Band
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Where they began in a wonder Winterland
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All we ever wanted was to be alone
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Learning how to fly to Sly, trying to find home
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Underneath the Family Stone
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And just like New Year's Day was made to reminisce
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Oh oh oh oh
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We were made for this
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Love and stardust settle on us like a net
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While Buckley's "Hallelujah" fills our ears from your cassette
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While my heart stops beating, and you stop breathing, Juliette
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You're the only thing I'm ever gonna miss
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Oh oh oh oh
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We were made for this
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We Were Made For This
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