Lyrics
Loons
find
their
mate
And
pick
a
lake
For
all
of
their
days
And
I'm
not
one
for
promises
And
I'm
not
one
for
guarantees
In
the
end,
we'll
all
be
dead
No
matter
what
we
did
or
said
But
when
I
think
of
loons
I
think
of
you
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