It's six o'clock, the sun goes down
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The hotel shudders with the sound Of Grim and Lily's kiss good-bye
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(Oh, baby, not good-bye)
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Tired of their life of crime they make a plan for one last time
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We'll be on an island, far away, all alone
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We'll be on an island, tucked away, my love
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We're almost home
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A painting of a velvet clown
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Hides enough to skip this town
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If Grim gets there before his boss
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He'll pull the final double-cross
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Lily flicks her cigarette
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Her face is tight and white and wet,
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But Grim's so tired of his gun
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Says, "Lil, I wanna see the ocean"
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We'll be on an island, far away, all alone
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We'll be on an island, tucked away, my love
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We're almost home
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Time is ticking, pulse is quickening
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She's sick about the thickness of this plot
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Her fingers knot, the car is hot and it takes all the strength she's got not to fall
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apart when she hears the single shot
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Lily bends to meet Grim's face. As they hold hands, she whispers...
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"We've come so far, we're almost home, we've come so far. Don't
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give this up. Don't give this up -- look in my eyes...
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And you'll see an island, far away, all alone. We'll be on an island, tucked away, my
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love, we're almost home..."
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Ballad Of Grim And Lily
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Bree Sharp |