Broken bicycles, old busted chains

Rusted handlebars, out in the rain

Somebody must have an orphanage for

All these things that nobody wants anymore

September's reminding July

It's time to be saying goodbye

Summer is gone, our love will remain

Like old broken bicycles out in the rain

Broken bicycles, don't tell my folks

'Cos all those playing cards pinned to the spokes

Laid out like skeletons out on the lawn

The wheels won't turn when the other half's gone

Seasons can turn on a dime

Somehow I forget every time

For the things that you've given me

Will always stay

They're broken

But I'll never throw them away

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