Video de Might as Well

We moved along the Western Front
Through broken towns and thriving cities
She turned to me and tried to speak
But knew there'd be no convincing
And something changed in the way she smiled
She had a smirk like Mona Lisa
She became to me, a mystery
It’s like trying to make sense of the ocean
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Might as well she told me long ago
That you never really know
Might as well she told me long ago
I’d never know, until I
Recalled that night in the canyon bar
We sang karaoke to the strangers
But I still get chills; I probably always will
Whenever I hear 'Tiny Dancer'
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Need A Minute
After we were done painting the town
We had colored ourselves faded
Spinning iron seemed to be pointing down
And time like tree pitch was dripping
It’s so hard and you never quite can tell
When the soft hand becomes grated
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But it’s true I lost my voice over you
It seemed to force me to listen
And I needed truth and to find myself through
But maybe right now I need a minute
Maybe right now I need a minute
We watched the treetops light up like a flare
Finally all the dust had settled
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Press your face to the cold frosted glass
And watch the seasons breath
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