We’ll Meet Again

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Recorded by: Chachi
Lyrics
We'll meet again.
Maybe next week.
She's my best friend.
Can't wait to see her face,
to hear her voice,
to feel there's nothing wrong with me.

There comes a time
To kill your mind.
When common sense
Gets left behind.
Such great theories,
philosophies.
Breath in the seed,
and get deep.

I know it's dark, but don't worry.
Although the road is blurry,
I'll let you know I'm still around.
I know it sounds funny,
we never needed money.
The only price was coming down.