Maximum capacity, a room built for two. The sun kissed them early in the morning.
Much earlier than their hearts and stomachs ever could. He stooped around heavily
as the clothes weren’t packing themselves.
Then, a day in the life of kings and queens.;
I mean what more could anyone really want.
Pipedreams, Fullmoons, and Good Lovin (just as Mr. Weir might have said it himself)
Why it’s almost ecstasy
Nothing more could ever be expected
That’s why their in a maximum capacity room built for two
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