Well, nothing broke.
So nothing changed at all, and we're feeling much the same.
And how are we to know if we're all of our mistakes?
There would be no repercussions at all.
There was no great disaster, no terrible rock.
There was no end at all, just a lot of open mouth.
At a million great eyes, so we tried each other hard.
And we pulled our clothes back on, and we made our excuse.
And we went a separate way, and we promised to never speak of that in our minds again.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
There was no great disaster, no terrible rock.
There was, isn't it a part of the great cause of all?
There was no end at all.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
