Story One Clementine
Clementine my delight got a one-way ticket and you won't
come back. Colour blind by the blue grey sky, save me a
ticket and I'll come for the ride. What fruits we had but
they all turned bad. Except for the roots I kept in my
head except for the roots. Clementine by the moonlight,
save my memory of this moonlit night. Heady wine spilled
my mind, erased my memory and you left my life. What
fruits we had, but they all turned bad. Except for the
roots I kept in my head except for the roots.
