.In dark corners and balls and ballrooms, boys get childish and grow up too soon
I sit and stare at the Calgary girls, their pretty hair in their mummy's pearls
until the fear wells up and hits me I send letters to a comfortable history
I used to have it all now my head falls hard and alone .
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