Galapagos

Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
softly stolen under our blanket skies
and rescue me from me and all that I believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
and should I fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?

Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
and hold me for goodbyes-and-whispered lullabyes
and tell me I am still the man I'm supposed to be
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?

Too late to turn to turn back now
I'm running out of sound
and I am changing, changing
And if we died right now
This fool you love somehow
is here with you

I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
and should I fall from grace here with you
would you leave me too?

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