The time has come again
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Slowly walking down the steps
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To where she would have been
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If only they were seventeen
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Waiting patiently
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And stood between a fraying seam
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Hiding from himself
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As well as everybody else
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Without permission
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His face became wet
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He thought he¡¯d learnt how to not get upset
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From folded notes in envelopes
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¡°Meet me beneath the moon, don¡¯t go too soon¡±
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She went too soon.
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The time has come again
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And slowly walking down the steps,
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To where she would have been
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If only they were seventeen
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The Time Has Come Again
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The Last Shadow Puppets |