Lyrics: 

Silver linings weigh heavy in hopeful minds
And as I'm waiting for my lucky stars to align
I'll wear my armour to protect me from the rain
Because these metal shards are pelting down again
I know that storm clouds are waiting for me
But I'll still plant my apple tree

It don't matter how long we get to waltz around the sun
As long as I get to dance with my sweet someone

Let's surprise the puppet masters and cut away our strings
But still do the jig they taught us 'till we find our set of wings
I'll tread on your toes and you can show me the way
We'll write songs of love like a romantic cliche
Words that need to be said will crumble apart
We'll stitch up the wounds of two stolen hearts

It don't matter how long we get to waltz around the sun
Just as long as I get to dance with my sweet someone

The moon in burning red gives away his old halo
He's seen all there is to see and he knows all there is to know
So I'll look upon the universe and I'll try connecting the dots
When I finally stop seeing stripes and start to see the spots

It don't matter how long we get to waltz around the sun
I'm just glad that had the chance to dance with my sweet someone







Sweet Someone

Take It With Me

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"War. War never changes.
Since the dawn of human kind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock and bone, blood has been spilled in the name of everything: from God to justice to simple, psychotic rage.

In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of nuclear fire and radiation.

But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter of human history. For man had succeeded in destroying the world - but war, war never changes.

In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters, known as vaults. But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them - all except those in Vault 101. For on that fateful day, when fire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Vault 101 slid closed... and never reopened. It was here you were born. It is here you will die.

Because, in Vault 101: no one ever enters, and no one ever leaves."

War. War never changes (Fallout 3 - intro monologue reading)

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