Текст песни Bayside -  Montauk   
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It`s getting cold.  
Thought it was too soon to tell but it was terribly old  
and as the heartbeat slows to a heartless crawl.  
 
The lights went out,  
The lights went out  
and darkness filled the house on a tiring night  
under Long Island skies.  
 
I thought I`d known the consequence,  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
In years to come it might make sense  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
What`s become of it?  
Just what`s become of it?  
 
Well if you hear this and you think you`re ready,  
meet me in Montauk where we`ll write out in the sand,  
"Here lies the destiny of two hurt souls afraid to be cured again."  
That could be our epitaph.  
 
I thought I`d known the consequence,  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
In years to come it might make sense  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
Just what`s become of it?  
Just what`s become of it?  
 
I thought I`d known the consequence,  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
In years to come it might make sense  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
What`s become of it?  
Just what`s become of it?  
 
I know (I know...)  
 
I thought I`d known the consequence,  
but sweetness, can you believe this?  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
This mess we`ve made of it.  
In years to come it might make sense  
but sweetness, did you foresee this?  
What`s become of it?  
What`s become...