We watch the season pull up its own stage
and catch the last weekend of the last week.
Before the gold and the glimmer have been
replaced. Another sun soaked season fades away.
You have stolen my heart. Invitation only grant farewells.
Crash the best one of the best ones. Clear liquor and cloudy eyed.
Too early to say goodnight and from the ballroom floor, I watch you spin around
in your highest heels, we are in celebration,You are the best one of the best ones,
one good stretch before our hibernation. Our dreams assured and we all will sleep well.
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