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Broken Bicycles - Rebekka Bakken
Written by：Tom Waits
Broken bicycles
Old busted chains
Busted handle bars
Out in the rain
Somebody must
Have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody
Wants any more
September's reminding July
It's time to be saying good bye
Summer is gone
But love will remain
Like old broken bicycles
Out in the rain
Broken bicycles
Don't tell my folks
There's all those playing cards
Pinned to the spokes
Laid down like skeletons
Out on the lawn
The wheels won't turn
When the other has gone
The seasons can turn on a dime
Somehow I forget every time
The things that you've given me
The always will stay
The broken but I'll never throw them away
September's reminding July
It's time to be saying good bye
For all the things that you've given me
Will always stay
The broken but I'll never throw them away
