Dead Man's Hill - Amy Ray
    We were down at Dead Man's Hill
    Smoking vines like cigarettes
    Looking through the trashy mags
    Trying to feel what's coming next
    You told me of crashing cars,
    Older brothers and late night bars
    I told you what I feel most
    And you kept it like a ghost
    Forever

    Don't you write it down
    Remember this in your head
    Don't take a picture
    Remember this in your heart
    Don't leave a message
    Talk to me face to face
    Talk to me face to face

    Lying on the bright blue jumping mats
    Dinner bell is ringing
    Barking dogs and model planes
    And the sound of passing trains
    We watch for bonfires in the sky
    On the beach in July
    Spin the bottle steal the kiss
    Postcards to the one I miss
    Forever
    The one I miss forever

    Don't you write it down
    Remember this in your head
    Don't take a picture
    Remember this in your heart
    I'll leave a message
    When everything comes apart (talk to me face to face) (talk to me face to face)
    I'll leave a message
    When everything comes apart

    I remember cats of fire
    Gasoline and burning spirals
    Standing underneath the night
    Fighting back with all my might
    Empty cans and charred remains
    Find them in the heat of day
    On the top of Dead Man's Hill
    This is what I know of shame
    Forever
     

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