Your eyes say it's okay now, okay now, and I-
But your cameras were well hid.
So now I've got to pay now, pay now.
And the memories are mostly Instamatic-
What's left of me is left to you.
And the battleships are circling and waiting for your call-
Yeah, I really love the fall.
Well your fingers leave no prints-
With your fine intelligence.
There's no stopping what you've started, started, and I-
But I know it's all too late.
Can you tell me where my heart is-
Memory, it's mostly Instamatic-
What's left of me is left to you.
And the battleships are circling and waiting for your call-
Yeah, I really love the fall.
The memories are mostly Instamatic-
What's left of me belongs to you.
And the battleships are circling and waiting for your call-
Yeah, I really love the fall.
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