Sixteen candles for the past
The ones that make it last
They only make it hard
The pain that comes from lingering
And you feel just like this street
A place where others meet
Here you're just the bricks,
You're just the buildings
And in the laundro-mats and bars
Parking lots and car alarms
You find the ones that used turn
Now they look past you
And though you never knew it then
It was cash that you could spend
It was the sun on cloudy days,
It was the last last you.
Seven brothers to the coast
But only one you loved the most
And only one that was the one
that'd ever find you
Do you think of that back then
The things you could have had
Your beauty like a charm,
the power to unwind you
And in the laundro-mats and bars
Parking lots and car alarms
You find the ones that used turn
Now they look past you
And though you never knew it then
It was cash that you could spend
It was the sun on cloudy days,
It was the last last you.

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